THE TITLE IS: EXCUTE ME BY MY NAME

He walked into the room and her smiles brought all the pain back,
He was dressed in the make up and masks she once gave to him,
She arose out of the casket with a set of mothers arms and a smack,
Son where have you been is all she had to say,
Nothing to give her lover back,

You there in your bookish ripped wings,
Why are things changing?
And what is it about all those rings?
Why am I here at all?
And who am I blaming?
Ok, stranger in the rain,
Things could just be plain,
Things maybe are just going along a road,
But I can not help that I’m not sold,
Sale this life to someone else for the price of all the pain,

You there interested in a slightly used soul?
The heart has been keep mostly between friends,
Though things in the mind tended to get out of control,

He walked out of the room with a sense of what was happening,
Naked as the space between his ears,
Shouting with anger about all that was happening,
Through his eyes you can only see all the years,

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brian c. williams

THE TITLE IS: EXCUTE ME BY MY NAME