All the world's cowardly monkeys are caught up in a game they'll never finish. Banana roulette won't let them go til they die. We'll pry open our sewn-up eyelids and the feelings this generation has lost will be reflected in the tears that fall.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Death
I contemplate my own death sometimes. How would I die? What would people say? Who would come to my funeral? Slightly narcissistic but I still wonder about these things.
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