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My Death
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Dark I take the knife and make a deep gash
Watching the blood flow as I can now relax
No more pain, no more confusion
No more loneliness or uneventful intrusions
My body growing cold as the blood trickles down
The light is fading as I am loosing ground
Death welcomes a willing hand
As leave this place, this unforeseen land
Freedom and joy are now within me
I must go now, till we once again meet
As I feel my self gliding over the earth and the sea
I’ll be with the demons of hell waiting for thee
