When that fly
Lands on her face
I will know
That she is dead
When I cry
Inside this place
I will go
To hell instead
It can't be so certain, the final curtain
It just can't be worth it, please don't unearth it
I am the hole in her life
When it's done
And she is lost
I will try
To live again
When I run
All hope is tossed
I will die
That day, my friend
It can't be so certain, the final curtain
It just can't be worth it, please don't unearth it
I am the hole in her life
Everything is redundant now!
Redundant!
Redundant!
The fly lands on me...
Author notes
Some kind of sandwich or a quiche.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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strange. i like it, though......................
i re read it a couple of times.
but it's... oddly entertaining
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