Dying will be the death of me
No longer a puppet of life
Feelings beyond recognition
Is the pain I feel tonight
Dreaming will soon then follow me
Dreams of living in peace
Where the cornerstones of life
Lay in rubble where they meet
Numbness will flow throughout my body
Every pain soon to decease
And my fears of dying slow
Will be an utter defeat
Swiftness will my death come
Clinging I no longer have to do
Everything around me goes black
As memories fade of you
Last I will be deaf
Hearing the sorrows no more
But desolate silence and silence therein
Shall fill my hollow core
Dying shall be the death of me
And all my senses fail
A new journey awaits me
For this journey, I have prevailed
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