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￭ Epistle of a millennial
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2014-11-08 | |
I bought you a blue coat today
to frame your long blond hair
I hope you will wear it.
I have two daughters, you know
one seven, nine soon the other
you would have been eleven.
I have no words, you would've thought
after all this time, I did.
I cannot speak. I spit fireworks from my mouth
when your heart beats in the tongue of the clock
If I was this mermaid, like they believe I am
I would have swam the Atlantic to you.
one day shall we tell them the truth?
we all have our fears, Marvin is getting smaller,mummy
I hope you can you see us through all that light,
waving, tinkling with love.
And if we meet in Heaven have your blue coat on,
I'll still wear you, the shot in my belly.
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