Monday 17 February 2014

death, be good



you'll be my tomorrow
my ultimate destination
believe me
i won't betray you
i won't run away from you
when the time's come
i'll be your bride

so, be good to me

you promise me
to be the cessation
of suffering and pain 

and i won't complain
just one plain quest

death,
be real patient with me
i really am not in a hurry
i'll be happy to stand in the last queue
in the last number of your list
so take your time
relax
have some coffee
take a stroll
fetch the others
before
you knock on my door

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