My Perfect Funeral
I killed myself today
To see if I would die
Just an act of curiosity
Nothing personal, please don’t cry
Don’t weep at my funeral
No flowers on my grave
Leave my corpse as it is
Get the pastor off the stage
I was just an outline of energy
Bursting into open space
When I killed myself that day
None was lost and none was gained
Speak softly into the white abyss
For now im gone
And none has changed
poem by Robbie Squires
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