She can take heart for he has finally disappeared in a most wondrous fashion
He said that he could amount and that he has managed to do – in a spiritual manner of which
This life was never truly made for his particular reckoning
It wore him sizably down, sounded out a most boisterous soul otherwise
Tremendously disguised by everything aside anything, bringing pain to simply rain down upon
The wished for smile never came to tame these wickerwork tears, people unsuspecting as to the pure animosity of something so unbelievably awry
He will try his damnedest to dance with the silent angels who have promised to hold out their inviting hands
And to welcome him home where it will all begin to make sudden sense again – please say when