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....
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