A Biker’s Exit

Annie Caldwell
Sep 3, 2018 · 1 min read

~In loving memory of Jimmy~

Joey Blenhead@Pixabay

Death was a dusky shade of doom
under the cloak of night.
It lurked around every curve
and hid in every shadow,
urging Jimmy to take that one final ride
into the wild unknown.
Afterward, gloom fell heavy from the sky.

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Annie Caldwell

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When my dust has settled on silent pages, I hope my pulse will go on in the words I have written.

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