My bodies the canvas
My eyes hold my paint
All the pain is too much for me
And her love is fading with the stars in the morning
The razors still sharp enough
The fire hot enough
The pills will hold the focus of death
The alcohol holds the wish for release
Together they herald death
Apart they mock it
Life can be long
Or end short
But the constant is it ends
And I decide when
And right now as your scream
I contemplate when I’ll go
You think I’m fine
But after tonight
No one will think of me
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I’ll think of you