Let Me Rest In Pieces While I Am Alive (Bother Me When I Am Dead)

Keep your drama, untill god no longer wnats me.
Your dumb founded words. How they are so obscure.
Your face I don't want to see. You were a rose, but now I don't want to see till my eyes close.
_How can I?
Bother me when I can't even respond. Remember when I tried to be what you said you need?
Now I am telling you bother me when at least on this earth I may not be able to breathe.
Alive or dead it will all rest. Rather in a year, future, past, or today.
I don't want to hear drama or bad things because dead or alive then it won't matter anyway.
Let my casket inhale the dirt with me having wings of angels that fly through my blood.
Then maybe you can realize this life is to short for trouble.
From it you can learn to stay ahead.
Let's be positive in this life. Bring trouble to me when I am dead.

Author's Note

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