your death
mean to me
you bled
me so
dry
we
can't sing
what should
your death
mean to
me
my paint brush strokes
on
your
jealousy
what should your death mean to me
blind soldiers in an field bleed for free
pointing thief guns but they can't see
what should your death mean to me
your liquorice stick lick me dream
soaking me in through more
of
this
misery
what
should
your death mean to me
?

























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