I loved you to death
Bury me with your guts
With roses and marigolds
And come back each month
Come back when your old
Bury me with your dignity
And your pride
Your stupid pride
Let's make things clear it's nothing queer
Your so homegrown
It's nuclear
And I'm choking
I'm dying
I'm losing hope
And faith
But then you're here
Isn't insane
I'm next to your body
Your decomposing
Your organs surround me
Ain't it symbolic?
The man will suffocate you
Love will suffocate you
Connections will slowly drown you
But they say you're not living if you live alone
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