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Jul 2018
10PM
And I am all dead
And I wonder
What will remain in me to die when I really die
Like humans do
Maybe the day of my death
Will Only belong to dry woods
And tears of my lovers
Only if they can find my body

But I never wish
I not desire

I would love to disappear
And I let every individual to choose my date of death

I am not here

Keep me alive
Cry me dead

You are free
I don't own you
And nobody do

But tonight
I say to me
I am the owner of my darling's lips
Yeah
Yeah

Come
And in bundles
In bags
In packets
Send me kisses
And don't count

For whatever can get counted
Is not for me

Don't count
Don't count
Alexander Supertramp
Written by
Alexander Supertramp  18/M
(18/M)   
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   Fawn and Hisham Alshaikh
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