Record pops and sunset eyes,
Sunblock crocks and funny lies.
Choose them carefully,
It'll be in ink.
Prepare for death before you wake.
It comes in eras and
leaves in good-byes.

Listen to drivel and
Incomplete souls.
Beg for compassion
undeserved and clean.
We all understand
this peoples' dream.
But talk with and accent and
Never stay too long.

Days pass and futures end,
Past can't make up for the present's mistake.
Leave it now,
Prepare for death before you wake.

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