it's what I've heard:
you think you're hollow
so take a drink for another
...just take your time
before you die again
complain' that:
you can't keep your hand warms
only hold your head up to see:
how far the shadow travels
before in ends
like you wish it wouldn't
...how stupid:
you'll keep the letters
smoked cigarettes
all those dead flowers
just photographs of a broken lens
So very well:
from in your heart
take that red ribbon
keep pulling
till it stretches for miles
then set the fire
& as it burns:
watched from the highest hill
till it burned him up
and there was nothing left
but a pile of ash and wisp of smoke
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