Oh I decided how I want to die
I don't want to be cremated
I don't want a grave
I want a shallow hole
Dirt and Raw
Unwoven flesh
Against the all
Tree potted on me
Fill hole to the top and mound
with a firm pat
me and let me grow into a
tree and let forth from me
my fruit
and seed and my children and I
think thats a pretty beautiful
way to die
myself
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I think I'm gonna be blasted into
outer space
And blown to bits fuck this earth
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