Your one last wish,
You’ll cry into the night,
On your death bed,
Dying,
How will they remember you,
When you’re gone?
Six feet,
Underground,
You lay,
In a coffin filled with silk,
Wilted flowers strewn about,
How will they remember you,
When you’re not around?
They throw dirt,
Over your grave,
Your unseeing eyes,
Wide open,
All of your,
Hearts desires are gone,
Your mind no longer corrupted,
How will they remember you,
When you’re gone?
Six feet,
Underground,
You lay,
In a coffin filled with silk,
Wilted flowers strewn about,
How will they remember you,
When you’re not around?
Five bullets,
Implanted in your...
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