In this grave

Tomorrow I'd lie in this grave,
Gossiping with the particles in the same shade.
Flaunting about the memories and the money, I made.
But no one to hear about it or to care.
My name lies with this body, all ready to fade.
The world seems to forget me and I lie here with comrades, I once said, I hate.
I'm nothing but a particle hoping to regenerate.

Along with the wind, my dear, I'd invade.
Along with with it, I'd caress you, but I'm afraid;
You wouldn't know it's me and I won't be able to see your eyes, all affectionate.
But tomorrow, you'll lie by my side here in this grave.
We'll gossip about the time we cherished and things we thought we'd celebrate.
You'll accompany me in this journey of our fate.
We'll together go to places and watch people disgust each other and erase;
Just to lie beside us,
In this grave.

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