I Am Most When I Am Nothing To You

i am the ash tray diary catching your cancer sit still in your powdered liquefied sadness, and i will be your enabling dancer anything to make you happy is everything that makes me a mannequin i stand by as you take one for the reaper i so wish i could evaporate your tears and become that man again maybe then you will return to being the most beautiful and stunning thrill seeker i am the communicable ink pen sacrificing my flawless immunities for you....