[the Writing of Kuypers]
I can’t leave this funeral that never seems to end
And is that the way it goes?
So was it just me
Does your spirit rise after the wreckage
Is this what you’re doing to me?
And now, after the funeral,
I should know by now
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After the wreckage
I can’t leave this funeral that, in a way, never started
And all I know is that I have been doing all of the mourning
Is someone mourning for you for too long
And you, the deceased, didn’t know anyone would care
And you, the deceased, didn’t know they were dead
So
Do I feel this alone
And you watch from above
And see how everyone reacts
And see how I cry
And see how I suffer
And I have to clean up the room
And I have to put away the flowers
And I have to escort the people out
Because they don’t deserve to be here
It’s still me
It’s only me
Isn’t it?
Is that the way it goes?
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