When you’re dead-
Not like I’m planning or anything-
I’ll keep myself from crying
By telling myself that
Your decomposing body
Will one day help birth new grass
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- mooseinmyshoe
- Senior at SMCM, peanut butter fanatic, appreciator of science channel Dinosaur specials, destroyer of microwaves. I sing, ride horses, complain, paint my nails, use improper grammar, and eat Andes mints. Occasionally, I do them all at the same time.
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