1. AN ODE TO SOLACE

Seven minutes
To relive what has been written
Every mistake
and regret rushes back to haunt you

Unfinished business
The clock has stopped
Ticking for you

Your last breath escapes from you

Seven minutes
To relive what has been written
Every mistake
and regret rushes back to haunt you

Your last breath escapes from you
The clock has stopped ticking for you

The leaves have settled
The wind disturbs
The river trickling with constant flow
The smell of smoke in the air
Smothers the stench of death

Seven minutes
To relive what has been written
Every mistake
rushes back to haunt you

The clock has stopped ticking for you
Your last breath escapes from you