What I stole that day was meaningless
Comparing the nouns attached
A funeral, a dead man, a casket
Open casket
Parents, Catholic
Him, far from it
And the girlfriend present
Well, I'm not sure about her
I didn't see the dirty, disgusted
Looks they gave me
My steps were echoes on the funeral home marble
Fancy shit
The sun was hot, pressed itself close
Close to my black dress
Breasts starting to sweat
Flashback
"My boobs are melting"
Laugh, he had a hard-earned laugh
"I'll really miss them"
And he kissed my right-side cleavage goodbye
I rushed home, soaped my mouth
And wondered how many preservatives
On a dead man's lips
Would kill me
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It's nothing more than a serial killer suicide
the third part make me chuckle a bit. descriptive but i find females have trouble expressing or describing thier bodies. i dont see why this is the case since they have parts more aesthetically pleasing than thier male counterparts. in other words - women are hot and most of them dont believe it!
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It's nothing more than a serial killer suicide
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