I spend one lifetime loving you
and you immediately apply for a transfer.
Not heaven.
Not peace.
Not me.
You looked at eternity
and somehow found overtime.
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Do I die first or do you?
Cause that’s important.
If you’re reaping me
I expect quality.
I want the leather.
Not the rookie package.
Not some confused little intern of death.
I want premium.
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Just know I picked out that leather.
I bumped the promotion.
Pulled strings.
Threatened management.
The usual.
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Forget all that love.
Forget about me.
Forget you and your leather.
Said the bitches coming my way.
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As if you’d ever let that happen.
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Not in this lifetime.
Or the next one after this.
Not in life, love.
Not in death.
Not if you severed the head.
Not if the body kept moving.
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Those hands.
They fed.
They grip me.
They need me.
They’re pulling.
I’m reaching.
Just need me.
Don’t leave me.
I’m trying.
I’m breathing.
Heavy.
The air.
You’re breathing.
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I plan on intertwining every limb I have with yours
until we grow together like tree branches.
The old ones.
The twisted ones.
The ones that know too much.
Got secrets.
Got ancient.
Got trauma.
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Real shit though.
Been through something.
Can tell.
The way you leave before you’re left.
The way you call yourself a burden
while carrying everybody else.
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Boss babe energy.
Hot, isn’t it?
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You think memory keeps me alive?
Cute.
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Tell me why your voice gets soft around broken people.
Tell me why you stay.
Tell me why you keep fighting for people
long after common sense would’ve quit.
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Cause that wasn’t there before me.
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You wanna become Death.
I wanna become unforgettable.
Honestly?
I like my odds.
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So get the leather.
Take the promotion.
Walk every soul home.
Keep reaping.
Keep sewing.
Keep stitching.
Keep working.
Keep wishing.
Keep wondering.
Keep thinking.
Keep going.
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A hundred thousand years later
some soul says they’re a burden.
You stop them.
Some soul says they’ll handle it alone.
You stop them.
Some impossible part of you
still stays.
Still loves.
Still reaches.
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Don’t go looking for memories.
Don’t go chasing ghosts.
Just know I got there first.
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Cause maybe memories fade.
Maybe names disappear.
Maybe entire lifetimes get swallowed whole.
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But if I loved you right…
If I got all the way into your bones…
Then baby,
you can forget every single thing about me.
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And it’ll still always be me.
LyssDymension
