Dead Man

Sleep for the Noceur

Flowers for the crying, roses for the gone.

Roses for their beauty and their thorns 2 inches long.
Bandaid for the pricking, bandaid for the fun.
Medicine for all to pull the trigger on a gun.
Instinct for an animal,
feelings for a man.
Trickery to stop us from escaping while we ran.
 
You were here for somebody,
who said was here for you.
But when it's a conspiracy, what is the world to do?
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