My Funneral

June 10, 2010
You walk into the room
It all goes silent
And you
you walk up to my casket
You stare down
at my lips painted red
My blue eyes shut
You look away
Turn around
Pretend like you haven't seen me
Like i'm not there
Dressed in all colors
When you should be in black.
In a dress of white
and a crown of flowers
They'll lay me to rest
and the gloom it will tower
but you
it all comes to you
how could you be here
here at my
My funneral
When it is you
It's you
Who killed me.

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