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Death, Just A New Adventure
Your layered sins seem to hold you back,
Yet you tempt me to end it still-
End it all in fact.
You may aid me if your aim is sure.
Though, the only medicine is you.
You're the cure.
Yes, I might be lost.
But find me.
And hide me.
Why wait?
So, the pain can seep into the bone?
You say--
Gush, blush, convulse and choke some more.
Yes, I could be low.
But, why maim?
Just sustain.
Lost my faith.
Yes, I could be lone.
Why weigh on?
