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Dead to the World
Somebody,
Rip my heart out;
Anybody!
Set it on fire,
And if it hasn't died,
Chop it into pieces.
Just to let them float away.
No use for this soul;
Please, take that too;
It'd serve you better;
You'd get much use.
I have no life left,
To use such things;
I'm death on two feet.
I would've said goodbye,
But I was afraid
That I'd bother you.
Please take care,
As I lay here;
Alive, yet dead.
Too dead for the world,
Too alive to die.
Someday,
It will be my time.
