My Funeral 

Soft lips and sea colored eyes, you are the subject of my demise. He pulled me in with a devilish smile and told me, “take off your shoes and stay for a while”. 

And I knew it was wrong and I knew he was trouble, but I laid beside him, and let myself be buried six feet under with a broken shovel. 

I lied and I cheated but it didn’t matter, all I wanted was him and I never thought it would shatter. 


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