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dear death
Take me home, I beg of thee.
Take my hand, and set me free.
Dear death, please hear my plea
Release me from this misery.
Take my hand, and set me free.
Dear death, please hear my plea
Release me from this misery.
Published 19th Feb 2025
Author's Note
i got out of the psyche ward today. Im almoost a month soober
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14th Mar 2025 1:32am
Then remain a lifetime sober. My time is counting down, but don't let your life mirror my own. You have so much yet to give to the world, even if you believe otherwise.
I hope you take over the world and make it better than anyone else ever could.
I hope you take over the world and make it better than anyone else ever could.
