Little King of Sorrows
Crash and Burn
I hold the sign.
For what its worth.
Here on Earth.
Bring the beer,
And leave the fear.
The end is near.
It's all so clear.
You all can go,
It's for you too.
Grab a friend.
Enjoy your crew.
It's your world.
Yours to grasp.
Yours to screw.
Yours to crash.
It never sleeps.
Nor will I.
Crash and burn,
Until I die.
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