I hate eyes
I hate

You

And
I hate I need to show you
What I do

To reciprocate

Financials.

Imagine

All the dead
All the dead
In the love
That could never
Show you
They meant a **** and then

They died alone.

Imagine that,
Imagine what you did
To them to prove

The worth

Of a Dollar.

They'll never dance again
They'll never dance
As they
Hoped
Again.

We are in a state of
No more of this.

Of nothing left and then we said -

OK.

Goodnight.
Let it be.

Imagine resisting your brother
Your sister
When they want to **** you

For legacy
For notoriety
For continuation

For

For

For just one more note
In an orchestra

Of the misremembered.