《The Poetry Collection》Open Ended

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I wish to leave my life

Open ended.

And they live a

Happily ever after

Doesn't quite

Ease me.

Born into luxury,

Beat by my own

Mother's nails.

Eaten out by

Empty in my base.

Roundhouse kick

In the teeth of

Ruby rhinestones.

Built by burning

Won't end in a smolder,

But rather a burst of

Flame

Still sparking.

Define the human

By death

By end.

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