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One stares into darkness with no hope of life,
dreaming it will end with the roll of a dice,
As the ground trembles, moves and quakes,
my painful heart begins to ache.
With the light of dawn fail and fall,
the bell of death begins to call.
As my lonely soul begins to weep,
the thought of drifting away in my sleep,
unbarring, unkind, painful and sore.
I beg to god to let me go,
knowing there’s no other door.
The time has come to close my eyes,
swallow the pills and hope to die.

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