to my dearest dead dear,
the lord may giveth,
but I will be the one to take away.
lose in my eyes,
true intent sparked spontaneity.
I travel home, now
heart in hand.
I wished for you,
for me to have been the better man.
but onwards and upwards,
my heart,
my dollar,
my dime to call you, just to hear you breath.
good-bye, my long lost lover.
I guess, I am the short lived fucker.
miss me not,
forget me, sorrowed lover.
I go to drift and sway to the asphalt dancing underfoot.
I give this kiss as warning;
to remember is to curse.
so always think fondly.
I must be going now, for me.
I will see you when I get better.
I will miss in our winter's prime, and when my body begins to swell and rot,
I will return to that same old thought.
how much I loved you.
heart in hand,
go on now.
go on, to the lakes.
to bitter false loved kisses.
held in arms,not of mine, but replacements.
and if we never meet again....
I love you, my dearest of friends.
I love you.
-Mason Allison
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