~To live is to die~
I'm losing my grip on this life
It's not because I'm letting go
It's all the blood on the line
My hands are worn to the bone
The weathered man has the best insight
He's been down the worst roads
He's had to struggle and to fight
Within him is the striving soul
Tears roll down my cheeks
And I look towards the sky
I hope the clouds will break
So the rain will hide my struggling faith
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I'm a graphic design artist living on the southside of Chicago.