Morbid as it may seem, death to me is a dream
A way out of this painful shell, away from this constant Hell
I cannot make you understand
I cannot see that life is grand
When it’s accompanied by agony, hatefulness and tyranny
You see the end is best for me
As there’s more to pain than you can see
I need to go where I am free
From all this pain and verily, I am ready to go to sleep.
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