A Melancholic Poem from the Past

Picturing my funeral

And how many people would have actually known me

I wept

But now I feel strongly

That I wish nobody knew me

At all

I want to be real

I want nobody to know

The real me

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Frankie Lass

I want to inspire the rekindling of imaginary worlds. I want to nurture mad little monsters that have been starved of their need to create.

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