Funeral Diner

Finished.
Then we were all poisoned.
The morning arrives and Im numb.
Through the fields sheeted in ice.
Youll find me, well never have a home again.
And theyll never find me again.
So embrace this, its whats left.
But Im still here, and I can still help you.
Though nothing can make this right.
Because words can make this right.
Because words fall short like my breath.
And your faith in me, so Ill finish this myself and tell you, every word I ever said I meant.
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