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now i lay me down to sleep



forever, and not one shall weep



for i shall die before i wake



i pray, someone, my soul to take.



my heart is cold



my soul is black



my love is dead



and worth i lack



gone from my love



my heart is breaking only living for her



cause shes mine for the taking



but everyday is harder and harder



trying to survive in this cliche



suffocating in this world



death calling me from everyway.



but i hush my urges and i resist the call of the blade



reluctantly.



im only alive for one thing and



i cant even be around her



so when i hush the demons inside my head



with that clean slice of crimson red



i ask of you my last request



before im cold and dead.















please dont let it hurt.



and dont let her suffer.