Flimsy Piece Of Shick – Unhinged Poem

A waving of hands,

a setting of souls,

fires burning out,

fires growing old,

a fleshless existence,

ashes buried deep,

whimsical playthings,

take your forever sleep,

a loss of control,

a loss sleep,

staring in silence watching you weep,

it’s a matter of control,

it’s a matter of sleep,

nobody wants to die,

but we all stare in silence,

we all cry beside you,

as you take your forever sleep…

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