Tuesday, April 8, 2008

that's fine.

i hope you say
'she was brave'
when you're dancing so freely
on the top of my grave
i hope you see
how much i'll leave
...memories in your heart
wearing my heart on your sleeve
i hope you taste
when you remember my kiss
the wet bitter taste
of pure raunchy piss
i hope you feel
my hands wrapped around
your neck, your throat
as you lay me in the ground
and i thank you for this
for all that you've done
and you'll never look back
as i come undone
i thank you for that
for waving goodbye
with a smile on your face
as i lay down to die.

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