coolhandluke

Luke's Poetic Interview
2001-10-17 00:27:31 (UTC)

half-easy rider

grass grows green
and dies brown
i'm lost in the sheen
of lady luck's gown
the lights of the city
block out the stars
its a pity i'll never
make it that far
sailing away
on the winds of time
i've lost all faith
but i'm doing fine


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