just like you were the faceless
drummer for some famous band,
like you’d discovered the cure for a
disease that no one’s ever had or
maybe you were just a poet
with nothing to say
faked your suicide to sell some
books but no one noticed and
no one cared and what if the
bitter truth trumps all fiction?
just feels good to close yr eyes
sometimes and laugh at someone
else’s self-inflicted pain
drummer for some famous band,
like you’d discovered the cure for a
disease that no one’s ever had or
maybe you were just a poet
with nothing to say
faked your suicide to sell some
books but no one noticed and
no one cared and what if the
bitter truth trumps all fiction?
just feels good to close yr eyes
sometimes and laugh at someone
else’s self-inflicted pain
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