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When The Will To Live Eventually Dies
Trying desperately
to fill this empty heart;
I’ll quickly take a pill
to keep me from falling apart
My body is tired and weak;
It aches with my defeat
I lie alone in my bed;
Praying for my final heartbeat
The answers are now very clear
I’m filled with nothing but fear
I know that my ending is near
My breathing suddenly slows down;
I finally see the light
No more nights of loathing myself;
No more pretending that I’m alright
to fill this empty heart;
I’ll quickly take a pill
to keep me from falling apart
My body is tired and weak;
It aches with my defeat
I lie alone in my bed;
Praying for my final heartbeat
The answers are now very clear
I’m filled with nothing but fear
I know that my ending is near
My breathing suddenly slows down;
I finally see the light
No more nights of loathing myself;
No more pretending that I’m alright
Published 13th Sep 2013
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