---riiise from your graaave--
Another slowly burning cigarette
another scar burned to my lungs
I can't remember my mothers name
and I won't remember this disease
I hope I was a good man
I want to die like Matthew Cuthbert
falling in the tall grass of the field
and as my true love comforts me
heaven is revealed
It's what Katie told me in a fever dream
but I lost it when I tried to speak.
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