Don't u just hate it
When u come home
And there is
One less person left to hug?
Doesn't it bug you
On the way back from the airport
To have to go to the
Cemetary before u go home?
Don't u just loathe the smell
Of rose petals
And how it sticks to you?
Won't leave u alone
Don't u just hate it
When people cry
When they see u again.