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life soon to end, death soon to come

Death is indeed what I seek
Say to all, an end to troubles
Is here to soon

No minute shall pass
Hearing mouths utter falsehood
Harts barring blackness
All to have

Not I to be once more
Walking onto poisonous traps
Hurting me on the way
Life gives me this offer

When death comes
I shall not hear cries
Nor pain will I feel
I shall no longer wait 

No more will I walk in life
I refuse to take another breath
For life is to me no more
It gives to me no more


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