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With My Last Breath
I'm sick and I'm getting sicker still,
Nothing to my hearts content, it just won't fill,
Souls turn bloody and cry from the cold,
Gasping for every last breath trying to keep bold,
No one to love and no one to hate,
Threw everything into the hands of fate,
Using every ounce of strength to erase the pain,
Leaving behind residue and a giant smear stain,
Spreading over to the other parts of my life,
I can see clearly the vision of a bloody knife,
People showing not the least bit of friendliness,
Leaving me to feel nothing, only emptiness,
I smile and give a cheerful greeting to death,
Shouting bye to life with my very last breath.
