Macabre monument

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note: listen to Danse Macabre - Camille Saint Saëns :)

Staring at the stars,
Hoping they're my loved ones,
But hopelessness left me some scars,
Racing heart, indecisive, chasing salvation.

Impossible to touch on the subject
Without that nuance of familiar remembrance,
Without the feeling that he is mine;
I own him. I own the purulence.

This will be
In the eyes of the world,
The most monumental thing
I'll ever do.

Our souls itch constant, so we
wait for a dream.

Take a look and we'll gaze deep inside,
Split your seams, now is not the time to hide,
Every time you quit, it's a success at failure,
Prepare your despair and smother me with sweet nectar.

Look me in the eyes, now,
one last time.
This is the greatest thing I will ever do.
This is what I will be remembered for.

Pretty, dull corpse.
Maybe I'm a fool,
Maybe I wasn't hopeful,
Maybe I could have amounted to more.

Too late.
My eyes sink, sublime disarray!
My mind is on another planet and disintegrates into nothingness.
a skull.
gone. 

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