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Death Becomes Him
The broken man he cries
Crawls to grasp for life
Falling short of anything
Feeling everything slip from sight
No more love to come his way
Every day as black as night
He's made it all like this
Though his mistakes are not all his own
Circumstance has taken its toll
Every hope he had, he missed
Now barely hanging on
He struggles to exist
Ever so patiently
He awaits his final hour
Praying it won't be too long
Hoping death will devour
The very soul he owns
So he'll never be alone
He will cease to be
Finally at peace, will he
Have no worries ever again
His pain, so unkown
Darkness creeps within
Taking him to his grave
Everyone forgetting the good in him
Only remembering the problems that he gave
No one to ever weep
No prayer of a soul to keep
Nothingness appears
As for eternity, he sleeps
Still wishing for a way
For all his existence to disappear
