You can keep the things,
and you can keep the memories.
They’re painted on my wall.
Is this how you’ll remember me?
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I am the man you have molded,
spare the condolences.
Carry me to the pottery stand,
and kill my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ roses.
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It took me ages to tie this noose,
As much art as science.
It took me years to muster the courage to die,
And longer still to find it.
See death is a peak that we all try to climb,
but in the end we all fall behind.
We ignore the blood, and the loss,
and the screams and the death,
until we're deaf and blind.
She turns and She stares,
and we feel all the hairs
on the back of our necks stand up.
Some of us will run,
and She'll have a little lark.
But to me Her sentence is simple:
"See how art begets art?"
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Whether its a bullet from a gun,
a knife to get it done,
or i flew too close to the sun,
this is my parting note.
im sorry if you loved me,
i don't.