in the beginning you know the end
in the beginning you are already dead
your parents your love your friends
are nothing but the bags of bones
they will be gone, will never come back
one day you'll shriek yourself awake
that girl you loved rots in a place better than yours
your parents have gone decades ago
since you've forgotten where their graves are placed
or where the ashes've been scattered
you don't know what your old friend's face
looked like
why does it matter? now
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