old school rap,
you always tried to tell me and i couldn't listen until you were gone.
sunny open window naked romping music
moving forward from your empty body music
pale skin but not as pale as yours
was.
when i met this new
person
, he said
it's time for new songs
something to mark this page with
but i just keep rereading your obituary
Jan 11, 2012
Jan 11, 2012 at 3:40 AM UTC
old school rap,
you always tried to tell me and i couldn't listen until you were gone.
sunny open window naked romping music
moving forward from your empty body music
pale skin but not as pale as yours
was.
when i met this new
person
, he said
it's time for new songs
something to mark this page with
but i just keep rereading your obituary
miss you always, Thomas
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