I take his body with me, a crumpled sonuvabitch
Crying shames do twitch soon as they prepare to lay themselves down
And a funeral bestows itself half – heartedly upon
Flowers and crushed red petals, false pretenders which will fall devotedly beneath unconditional feet
He’s hurt too many still-somebody’s to amount to what he wished for, please
Teased us all into dressed-on-up submission, interrupted an otherwise lucrative day
We will whisper and say what we see

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