Be nice and kill me please
Save me the courtesy
It’s the ultimate gesture of your love
So strong a message it would send
To stop me seeing a natural end
That way the love won’t flicker out
Be nice and kill me please
Save me the courtesy
I guess some prefer marriage
But I don’t want to cling
To a life of Mondays just for a ring
An express train to six feet under
Be nice and kill me please
Rather than weathering those cruel seas
That way I won’t lose a thing
You could see it as a full stop
But I don’t want to set up shop
And smooth excitement’s edge
Or let’s kill time instead
Rather than knock this thing on the head
Before it becomes a hangover
Or we could just stop and forget
Then start again like we never met
And get drunk all over
- Author: smallblackflowers (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 3rd, 2019 18:41
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 33
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