The Death of me


When a heart is broke
you cant provoke
in my face
the blood will soak.
Nearing night
stars full of wise
as in the light
i start to write my goodbyes
Damage is done
permanent and afraid
life was a joke
farther into the dark i jade.
My mind like a labyrinth
not knowing what to do
life domes to an end
another spirit that is new.
To all the people
who i have loved most
i will protect you forever
no matter human or ghost.
Guitars with corsages on the head
inscents within each piano key
Surrounding a flowered coffin
this is the funeral of me.

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