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Among the tombstones and roses

I feel as if everything good in me has died.
My heart and soul are like an empty graveyard.
My purpose for staying has gone away.
What am I to do?
I just want to fall asleep among the tombstones and roses.
To become one with mother earth.
My life is like a curse.
A curse ready to be broken with these words that I've spoken.
Don't cry when I have gone, because my tears have finally stopped.
Who knew I would leave this world so cold when I always thought I would be warm and old.
I was told that life was easy, and that was a lie.
The hardest part about life is living it, and i'm done with it all.
Or maybe i'm not.
Maybe dying will be my biggest part of living yet.
I've meet my demons face to face, and instead of fighting them I have chosen to join them.
As one we shall lie among the tombstones and roses.
Together for an eternity.
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