i started to write a poem,
a poem about death.
but then i decided,
i decided against it.

why?
i have no idea.

it was to be about how when you die,
or in theory, when you die,
you become encircled in black,
and you just .....
die.

but i have been so happy lately.
am i loosing my darkened poetic touch?

oh no.
what would i do without my darkened poetic touch?

do you wanna know what i would do.

sit on my ass and get fat.
that's what i would do.
 
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