Death is calling my name

Death is calling name

Shall I give in?

Shal I stay in this torturous world?

Or shall I descend to the summerland?

My mind is closely torn betweeen

Upon my end shall I begin?

My perfect life is torn

Is this it?

Is this really the end?

To stay or to descend

that is the question.

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