Bury Him With Music, Death Said

Find your genius 
When life breathes you in 
And blows you back
Out.

(Well, the record was true) 

Notes may paint your 
Sep’ration
In a brooding Dutch blue

(He could outplay ‘em all)

Bitter than a peach pill—
Black n’ steel rips
Into jeans—he’s roadkill.

(But he couldn’t outplay you)

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