There's a dying rose i found upon a mound of a broken ground. Your bones are all the proof that you were here. You were so dear,dear,there's a moemory, a scratched c.d. Sometimes it never stops but time to time it just won't play at all. There's an empty flask I drank and drank, no money in the bank. A task I used to find so nice and good has ruined me for good. There's an other me to see, a multiple identity. Sometimes the monster sleeps but time to time it longs to bear its teeth. Dancing to the melody of fall, orange and earthbones sending out the call that winter's coming. Children dress like little scary dolls, jack-o-lanterns smilling on the wall, they'll soon come crashing down. It's a short trip to the ground. There's a piece of paper folded up, some scissors in a cup. I make a few quick cuts, nufold to see the perfect symmetry. Here's a note I wrote to you upon a piece of paper snow. Too bad you'll never see. this six foot sheet sure makes it hard to read. I blew a kiss to you today. The darkness went away. I spilled a bottle where you lay, I hope you got a taste. I'm not a devil or a saint, I'm wet paint in my veins, but you fill up my brain.

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