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I’d rather die young Than grow old I will not follow in the footsteps of deliriousness Hands trembling To grasp at the memories Or names I refuse to forget my own name Or stutter at heartache Until I bite my own tongue I refuse to grow old like you To give up like you I’d rather keep a noose Tied tightly to my birth To yank me like a ripcord The second my voice sounds like yours Trap the hate in my throat Keep the old out’a my bones The quiver out’a my knees My son Will never have to carry me to the bathroom Or wonder if I loved him He will never grow old like we did Embrace the cold like we did Beg people to hold him until he falls asleep at night Just so he can remember The warmth **** going gently And crying at the light **** being forgiven For letting the world fall apart My son And my brother Will be so much stronger than we were They will know that I love them And they will know that they are safe at night They will never carry me anywhere Even if it’s my coffin To its grave
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Jun 19, 2011
Jun 19, 2011 at 11:40 PM UTC
I Will Never
I’d rather die young Than grow old I will not follow in the footsteps of deliriousness Hands trembling To grasp at the memories Or names I refuse to forget my own name Or stutter at heartache Until I bite my own tongue I refuse to grow old like you To give up like you I’d rather keep a noose Tied tightly to my birth To yank me like a ripcord The second my voice sounds like yours Trap the hate in my throat Keep the old out’a my bones The quiver out’a my knees My son Will never have to carry me to the bathroom Or wonder if I loved him He will never grow old like we did Embrace the cold like we did Beg people to hold him until he falls asleep at night Just so he can remember The warmth **** going gently And crying at the light **** being forgiven For letting the world fall apart My son And my brother Will be so much stronger than we were They will know that I love them And they will know that they are safe at night They will never carry me anywhere Even if it’s my coffin To its grave
jon-tobias
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Jun 19, 2011
Jun 19, 2011 at 11:40 PM UTC
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