Thursday, July 12, 2012


I'm not actually feeling depressed, just a little macabre.

Fire bright
Build a pyre
And set it alight

Send me to ash
With all my sins
Burn it all
Skull, ribs and shins

Better my life
Continue in song
As my narrative
Has gone on too long

The public tires
Of this wretched tale
Build a pyre
Let the flames prevail

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