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The Reaper Comes [Repercussion]
There's two stories left in me before the ink runs out
There's two more versions of me before I pass out
Next to the two bags of green there's a pot of Salvia
Can of coke next to the bowl of salad
Warn my folks before throwing me in it
Tell the kids I tried as a father
My frivolous spirit never led me to greener pastures

Stainforth regress rifled my petulance in distaste
Perish will I or be able to confer with my demons
I need time to spread my wisdom in solemn
Meditate and preach freewill to slaves
A dozen roses on the doorsteps of hell in place of the welcome mat

Let him in
I invite him with loving arms
Offer him green tea and bread crumbs
Or things that the dead eat to feel alive

Believe I did not live in vain
But certainly lived in pain
My addiction refrained
Made for waterfalls flowing near the bay
My last words would be pointless
Rather give the world my last actions
Stab the earth with a dagger filled with my blood

© .🌹.