Dylan Thomas
I know you will miss me life
“As I go so gently into this night”
In our final hours
We lay as possums
Not but never
Will the limbs of this flower blossom
You held life so kindly
I only ask was it trust
And if so
Shall we continue to reach for the shadow behind us
I know you will miss me life
“As I go so gently into this night”
I now bleed
For I believe
My surroundings breathe
Upon thy curse of me
From the belly of pompous we will continue to grow
And as for our spectators
On to hell, with what they know
This is the curse of comfort
Shall we be lain in the final blown trumpet
I know you will miss me life
“As I go so gently into this night”
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