on my feet,
scattered flowers, forgotten
decaying just like the body
lying six feet beneath.
i pity her
the once smiling her
shining, radiating, blinding
me.
she is no more.
just like i will be when i
pull the trigger.
cue the pistol.
Hahaha, i have no idea why I wrote that. Just, there are so many things to do, I'm kind of drowning in it, really.
I just need
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