If i die and my body was for sale,
you wouldn't want my eyes; they have seen too much that wasn't mean to be seen.
If i die and my body was for sale,
you wouldn't want my legs; they have had to support too much; more than any legs should have to support.
If i die and my body was for sale,
you wouldn't want my brain; the thoughts it produces would make you sad.
If i die and my body was for sale,
you wouldn't want anything; because everything about me is a mess.
-Tommy.
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aww :( im sorry. i love you.
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