The Coronation
Satin
I aspire to be beautiful in death. I want to be gorgeous in your last memory of me.
My dying day will be my coronation. Make me royal. Crown me a queen when I pass. Bury me in silks and satins and velvets. Smother me in rubies and emeralds and diamonds, and then bury me and my treasure chest six feet deep.
Death is infinite; there is no coming back, there is no necromancy. I’ll float away in a dank nothingness between time and space, like everyone before me. It's almost elegant, really.
Death is the greatest poem I will ever write, and I want to look beautiful when I read it to you.
My dying day will be my coronation. Make me royal. Crown me a queen when I pass. Bury me in silks and satins and velvets. Smother me in rubies and emeralds and diamonds, and then bury me and my treasure chest six feet deep.
Death is infinite; there is no coming back, there is no necromancy. I’ll float away in a dank nothingness between time and space, like everyone before me. It's almost elegant, really.
Death is the greatest poem I will ever write, and I want to look beautiful when I read it to you.
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Based on the lyrics if I die young, bury me in satin.