I'm killing time,
Between the lines with you.
The day you died,
so did those times you knew,
that there would never be another space
to fill with Vaseline or to come unglued.
The suit you wore,
was nothing more but I,
still sit and watch,
how worn it got and die,
a little bit inside, it becomes clear,
that we will never hear the likes of you again.
Now your gone you're no longer for sale,
at least now they can't take any more from you.
They took every little thing that they could take from you.
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