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"Flower me while alive'

Lying stalled in that rectangular wooden box  deaf and dumb 
I make no sound 
others then watching me
sharing their last grieve and tears 
saying, 
"Rest in peace, 
till we meet again"
Your thousand glittering banquets
laid on this life time bud's apartment 
portraits no sign of heartfelt gratitude;
But there you stand, preaching those nobel words before ignorant minds 
not knowing nothing you have done for me:
Worthless roses 🌹, 
it all means 
like a dry falling leaves_
A bag full of trash, 
that isn't more than a dead lion 
is all I see
Heartless you are,
with your lying tongue 
that haven't speak truth since birth; 
Swallow your words, 
save your tears
don't act like an angel who wants to save from where
I am 
I wish I had spirit fill hands, slap could visit you from where I am;
With you,
thousand days we coexisted 
my door was your enemy
a pint-size penny of yours 
rendered no service to my company
But when the wind blew my departure message; 
there you went,
baking like a mad dog,
rolling on the innocent floor; 
Are these signs that you truly love me?
sorry to say_ too late, 
is my nickname 
It was better to flower me while I'm alive,
than when I have legally married death
So, what then can I 
say 
"Professional waste!"
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