Nova
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he held me ‘till i started bleeding
shut my eyes said “till our next meeting”
its funny how fast fate meets
to become a shell, its bittersweet
put me down or pick me up
help me here into the trunk
for the last thing i know, my dear
is that you only wanted to hold me near
my cold stiff body in your hands
write me a poem, tell me your plans
we’ll break the records, set the score
when i see you, boy, once more
help me up, carry me out
i'll be here don't have a doubt
don't blame it on yourself, big man
as i loose my own weight in your hands
as my spirit shines in the sky
know it won't last only my lifetime
i'll push myself to be with you
but know my time will be up soon