That last needle to ***** your skin
will set you free
from every prison you’ve lived in
or dreamt of.
But the Fathers will be too old
and the Sons too young
to carry your casket.
Does it bother you that women
will be your pallbearers?
Or have you always known that
we would put you to ground?
Oct 21, 2011
Oct 21, 2011 at 1:20 PM UTC
That last needle to ***** your skin
will set you free
from every prison you’ve lived in
or dreamt of.
But the Fathers will be too old
and the Sons too young
to carry your casket.
Does it bother you that women
will be your pallbearers?
Or have you always known that
we would put you to ground?
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