Human Taxidermy
I'd like to be stuffed when I die
Then, when I say I feel hollow
and soft
and dead,
I won't be some emo tw*t
crying about nothing.
It'll be true.
I'll be the scarecrow,
chillin' in the corner
of my moms bedroom.
Copyright © Samuel Durant | Year Posted 2014
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