flash by flawnt

Don’t rub me out now, not tonight. Why did you draw me in the first place if you just rub me out like this, like a flame. I know you don’t answer to anyone. Do you remember how I found the first word in my mind? Do you remember how excited I was? That was my life! I was the first man on Earth! I was the last! I’m terrified of the darkness - will you leave the light on please? Don’t rub me out yet, don’t. Or if you do, do it right: rub me out with one of your tears and write this with wind on my tomb: lovable son of a bitch / lord of the fireflies / summoner of spirits.