today I died inside a corpus shell
the sound of my casket far from a burning hell
I got words to confess full in effect yet to not neglect
out of every circumstance learn to take part in the dance
many could see my corpse my body being lowered into the ground
sadness etched the mainstream with stagnant frenzy
deep inside my fragile egg shelled mind
I once could see but then I am blind
the spirits are using me away from the crowd
silence taunt the resonating feature intact
along the path I see Jesus who took me in
standing erect taunt again
Heaven was a joy the feel of a girl on boy
like raising a toy
alone again naturally
the compass pointing North
billows of great laughter filled each conclave
although for others the maggot infested feces covered their eyes
does this chief aim to fame come at any big enough surprise
falling, falling , falling the sadness sets in
come to my aid sweet Jesus nestled within my faithful friend
bury me deep by the sea of tranquility
dazzle me with the soft lens resin of the eye
a quaint passerby falling again out of surprise
hold me close to your bossom as your own
filter through the notion of respect in the nasal cavity
alone filters through the sadness one last time
a reason to smile a reason for being
I exist as a vapor then I am no more
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