Sunshine slows

In a delicate field, surrounded by viscious morons and beautiful legs,

long and excitable we round up near to one another; they celebrate a life-time,

some having waited so long. I celebrate the hope of my death, if you allow these

experiences to take away my life in a moment of your blissful smile. It'd only take moments, though of two outcomes, you may ask where it'll leave my destiny. A coma, a disability, or I pray - not in vain - a long-waited for peace.  

 

- 'Always keep me close' -