Sweet death, come and embrace me.
Wrap your wretched talons around me.
Squeeze the ebbing life out of me.
Take me away to where they both be.
Help me be happy like I once used to be,
For after all, this isn't how it was supposed to be.
This is most unbearable, can't you see?
That I need to be where they both be.
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