You want your history to be your tombstone. Your father and your mother rest in ashes

>

Be,

honest

All the wrong things

>

Your gravity

Crushing you

At the speed of time

>

Care

Less

Your time is coming due

>

Be glad it will be gone

The pain of love

The love of pain

>

For stardust

This is ecstasy

Fear nothing

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