Today's Blog: Cirrus Casino struggle in vain
extinguish the pain
no mercy, so weary
fog of darkness so eerie
bitter tears, weep thy soul away
if truth becomes lie taking anger to pray
when sadness does not help, nor begging make it change
would it be a lie to say this agony is something strange
hero flown away, laid to rest his weary head
struggles no more, yet breaks no more bread
took it death to show how much for granted he was taken
not by me, really truly, did he know he was never forsaken
