Like the flower in-between your book
Left there to decay
as the raindrops
meet my body to disintegrate
Don't dare peek in the pages
where my soul breaks
I'm crumbled like autumn leaves
down to the dying last words this pen leaks
Peddle by peddle
against them I write my last letters
For forgiveness before I say goodbye
The tender lights thunder hits against the clouds
I no longer want savor from humanity that lays beneath them
By sunrise a shovel will dig its self into the ground
and they'll touch my cold skin,though I wont make a sound
Eventually every one says their last goodbyes,
and their soon to be unliving corpse dies
Sundown shines against the window seal
that's imprisoning
The next to die will be all I feel
then eventually me.

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