Who would miss me if I unexpectantly died?
I wonder, would anyone cry?
Would anyone even offer a sigh?
Or would they al party and have a laugh
Whilst burning all the photographs that include me?
Would anyone go to my grave
And they'd been there to save my life
As I slowly slipped away beneath the knife?
Would anyone feel bad for the shit they said?
OrĀ would they not even bat an eyelid
At the fact that I am dead?
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