Thursday, December 8, 2011

Emo Pretentious Bullshit with Cheese.

There's not much poetry in drowning. No musings for the macabre.

We'll throw a flowery funeral, I suppose.

Everyone who loved him is invited.

Maybe the dog will show.

Shit on the grave.

Cheap suit. Cheap casket.

Hope the worms get more out of him than the world ever did.

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