Just Die
Life is so cold;
Whispered words like teeth,
That grind down on bits of soul
Do not want to know what tomorrow will hold
No more tomorrows to add to yesterdays
Stop the movement,
Muffle the voice
Strangle the child before he can kill
End it all, it’s not worth its mettle
None shall have to suffer from pain
Give in to temptations and walk into death
Lie on the black bed and dream with the storm
All shall morn and none shall live
Pillage in the streets and burn out their eyes
These silver kisses of venom sweet
Temptation, frustration, desecration- come forth!
Is it worth the loss?
The rot, do not cross
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