Treasure Island

Tyler Stafford


Heaven


window transparent souls stare with a gaze
thoughts distracted a windowless pain

I feel thy heart beat a drum playing true
stand up here with me as a dust settles through

a man but can scar a man's fragile heart
fear of fearing death a taste thats too tart

I have heard it all I'll see better days
I have lived no life yet, yet I have out last my stay

but I have one thing left I feel I must say
The window will close on that rainy day

And on that drum the drummer will play
a song just for me on lifes graduation day

when I make it to heaven and those pearly gates

TS

Submitted: Friday, February 19, 2010

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