Sep 14
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Allow Me the End I Aim to Deserve

Romanticise me
when I am gone.
Say I was special
and that I mattered.
Say I did something,
or changed something,
that I made some impact
and left the world marked.
Say that my absence will be felt.
And for the love of god,
above all,
Remember I was radical.
Remember that I was controversial.
Do not cut away my edges
and smooth my creases.
Allow me to embrace death
as I lived, in grime
and blood.