Although I choose death
Though I chose death.
Instead of heartache and pointless pain.
My love and need for you still remain.
But my pain I could no longer sustain.
Nor would it of stopped you from greiving.
Although I chose death instead of heartache and pain.
I hope my memory it will not stain.
Nor lead to a life of misery.
It was something I had to do.
My love for you all still remain.
For only in you I live again.
My life I lived in vain.
With a load of shit and pain.
So my life I selfslained.
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