Pleaaase Poem by 'Merse' Mersedes III

They are here to bury
Yes bury me to everlasting sleep
Come on you little kids
Carry me to my bed
Let me rot for you to see
Do I a favor, can you knife out my heart,
Put it in a jar and save it until I come back
From the death of my life,
Can you make sure my soul returns to see
What has happened to me? Please
Just let this one small dream come true
And let the other ones fall and drown
I just want to see my own dead body
In a billion years later, what is left of it?
A fossil buried in dirt, flowers don’t surround it
But I want my actual organ, to be visible
I want to see in my soul form that I had a heart
I want to remember all the times it beat for me
I gave my life to it so it can be free
But I want to come back and thank for it