Throw yourself at me.
Impervious, I’ll remain the same.
My strength is not mine you see,
The source could not be more mundane.
I care not for what you say
Better yet, I care not for what I think.
A fool you stay making statues of clay,
Courageously dumb I let my ambitions sink.
The only thing I ask of you
Is to erase me from memory.
This world’s too ugly to be true,
Larger than life I refuse a eulogy.
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