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April 7, 2014 / austreberto

if i was told my last day was tomorrow (day seven)

if i was told my last day was tomorrow

 

i wish i had more time so i could write about everything in the world

then compare it to the exact opposite

in hopes of creating something beautiful

 

it’s similar to the hundred monkeys and hundred typewriters approach

but my hands cramp up far too quickly

 

hand me a loaded shotgun pencil

point blank to the inspiration of what you hate the most

 

i’ll show it a good time

if that meant you would start loving yourself for once

 

it’s hard to look at yourself most mornings when your eyesight is 20/20 to only see the flaws in your reflection

 

sing it a song

 

your favorite one

in the key of memories

 

take it back to when you first heard it

 

play it on repeat until you get sick of it

knowing damn well you will never get sick of it

 

i’d give you my last seconds if you could listen to your favorite lyrics again

 

write them on the back of my eyelids so i can look onto them

 

i’ll share you mine when you join me on the other side

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