Worth leaving you with
Something that sounded profound
Like some kind of gift
Not like a hastily bought gift
Or a gift card you'd buy someone
Not knowing what to give
But one you'd spend hours on
Like giving a prisoner a shiv
And maybe that's not the best simile
One could ever make
But I'm tired and upset
So give me a brake
What more
These last words would
Change lots of lives
For the better of course
Hey, this delusion is mine.
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