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If I make it past these years Assume I am dead Assume I have been locked up In the spaces between alligator teeth For all my crocodile tears cannot save me now I will assume you are too Once everyone like me is gone The streets become quiet Save for jetplanes and rocket fumes There will be no one left to fight these wars No one but you So I will assume you dead I will assume your children are buried Two to a grave Inscriptions lined like couplets on Obsidian slabs you will never visit
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Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 10:52 PM UTC
Assume I am Dead
If I make it past these years Assume I am dead Assume I have been locked up In the spaces between alligator teeth For all my crocodile tears cannot save me now I will assume you are too Once everyone like me is gone The streets become quiet Save for jetplanes and rocket fumes There will be no one left to fight these wars No one but you So I will assume you dead I will assume your children are buried Two to a grave Inscriptions lined like couplets on Obsidian slabs you will never visit
These are hard times. Try to remember the end.
#dead#death#time#after#politics#survival
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crookedmoon_wonderland
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Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 10:52 PM UTC
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