13 degrees and cloudy

view the star as it burns out
scorch your eyes so you can’t cry about
the pain and suffering you’re enduring
because God knows it completely unnerving
witnessing the end of it all
realizing the sky’s about to fall
thinking of the people you need to call
but only able to work the pistol
the sweat disgusts you
it’s completely soaked through
you ache for a cooling breeze
(it’s only 13 degrees, and cloudy)
drink a toast before you die
so you can say ” ’twas I”
when asked by the On-High


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