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He Will Be Angrily Missed
What is this but your own failure?
At your funeral, no one came
It's all the same
My eulogy warms your grave
The insanity in the air throws me into a rave
You let me down!
You're dead, no one's around!
Was this for your own reasons?
Your suicidal release of tensions
If Hell exists, I'm sure you're there
Sludging through the wastes of my despair
Burning in the firewater of my flowing tears
Reliving your worst fears
(not completly finished)
poem
by
Dillon Gay
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