This lonesome road...
The last time that I put a price on freedom
it brought me nothing but suffering
if you can call it a name, a penny, less or more
then you are just a shadow of your own ghost, on a cloudy day
a roof so blue or so black, yet so empty
compliments a happy heart, yet so hungry
if this is the fate of a difficult man
so be it, as long as he has chosen it, willingly
Cheers
Wolf189
Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Phoenix, New York City
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