My Gravestone


One page closer to my death
Nothing gained lost or saved
All my files will delete themselves
On or about June twelve
Nineteen
Hundred
And
Ninety
Nine
So get what you want from me
I gave it away, it was all free
No auction on my property
Just cigarettes, coffee and tea
A couple more
Years like these
And I'll be poor
And trying to be free
It aint easy
It aint easy
Nineteen
Hundred
And
Ninety
Nine
Good bye from the Dark Rider 69