danced on your grave
celebrated your darkness
grieved laughter
mourned disaster
morning disaster
painted your nails
green
black to back
shame me
go on
shame on me
is that right
hell will
not be a barrier
for you
in fact
the devil will:
walk you
down my aisle
the ghouls will:
play Amy Winehouse
I may even see you smile
Post-death occurrences
The blue and blue owl
Was too weak
A protection
You fish!
I stink of you
Can’t you smell me
Oh- you left
your nose in the grave
what else did you leave
No- your heart in my palm
I carved that out
of you
before you passed
it was mine anyways
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