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When my time finally arrives, Finality holds no surprise; But please remember To close my eyes, Shut my mouth, End my lies. Lace polished shoes On my feet, Cross my hands Upon my chest, Comb my hair, Let me rest. And tell the truth When you speak. *(and if it's not an imposition, lay me in the right position)* Dispense with the hyperbole, There's hell to pay, I assure you.
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Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
Hell To Pay
When my time finally arrives, Finality holds no surprise; But please remember To close my eyes, Shut my mouth, End my lies. Lace polished shoes On my feet, Cross my hands Upon my chest, Comb my hair, Let me rest. And tell the truth When you speak. *(and if it's not an imposition, lay me in the right position)* Dispense with the hyperbole, There's hell to pay, I assure you.
francie-lynch
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Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
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