the quietest rage you'll ever hear....
© 2020 Cindy Prince
Though he wanted a record
He never made it to the end
Dylan had no words left
For either foe or friend
He was known for his drinking
And the White Horse Tavern
It was just as deadly
As a bloody sharp dagger
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Perhaps he meant it until that last night
For some unknown reason he gave up the fight
They say his ghost lingers at his table
Was his death factual or fable?
Some say it was the liquor
Some say it was pneumonia
But he never regained consciousness
And died while in a coma
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