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Where lovers come to die [Experimental]
Come and rest your head
Seek shelter under my shadow
Where lovers come to die
Can you smell the grass?
The flowers that only bloom
On the corpses of others
Be like the great river
Wash away the pain and disbelief
Come and take my hand
Seek shelter in my embrace
Come and take my soul
Where lovers come to die
Wow this is really good. It
Wow this is really good. It almost seems like something that could have been translated from some ancient song. It's deep.
"The flowers that only
"The flowers that only bloom
On the corpses of others"---
It's like the saying, "the grass is always greener"---cuz like...who cares if there are flowers on my corpse if I'm dead?
flowers on corpses
Make flower shops money,
So bring me
some good memories
and things you learned to make
your life easier
and more worth living.
wrap it up in a rusted coffee can
from some dark alley
where babies lie in dumpsters
and place it somewhere
all can see and be comforted
just as you were by my hands.
Give me life in my death,
and not sorrow for
what you forgot to do
or prevent from hurting you
when I was here.
.........
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "