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Til' Death Shall Come For Me
One of these days,
Rather soon I hope,
My heart shall come to a stop.
And on that ominous day,
I pray to god that you realize,
The suffering of which I have endured.
I hope that you all see,
The pain that you have caused,
And the heavy burden of your glare following me.
Though at this point,
I doubt my relief will come soon,
For I have been waiting rather long.
Instead I sit here quietly,
My head bowed and hands folded,
With tears dripping from my eyes.
I will wait here a bit more,
But I can not wait alone,
So I will have a chat with my razor.
-ARI
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