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remember the famous last words that famous said,
"tell i said something, dont let it end like this,"
on a re-upholstered couch in a cloud of tv,
smoke, and cigarettes, or a mattress on a hard floor
and an old acoustic missing guitar
that same stupid punk rock song,
"weve at the end all along,"
a bathroobe in the hall a long time agos lost friend,
and a note that waited ten to tell me to remember him,
he said; "its been too since we had a day together in new york,"
as long as life is short,
in the first chapter of the best book i ever read in my life, it said,
"to be reborn, you have to die,"
hey, would it be alright if i used your couch to get too tonight?
spent so many days pushing my skies away
so i can keep my squarely on the ground,
reincarnations me