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Euthanasia

Set me free from the torment I feel.
Let me leave this vile sickly world.
Every night I fall asleep to the feel of death.
I did not choose to be born into this life.
But I can choose to die and leave it.
I am stuck here and can never be cured.
My mind and body feeble with hatred.
No compassion for others any more.
Caring gets you nowhere.
Set my spirit into the void.
I will leave this weak and bruised body.
My human form so flawed and so demanding.
Life is nothing but a passing strain.
Death is the only freedom from torture.
Written by MisanthropicShynes (MisanthropicShyness)
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