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The end
With every start there is and end
When death finally comes he is my friend
The way of my end i do not fret
If by my hand i would rejoice
For there will be no pain
There will be no noise
The peace i seek
I hope i find
For now on this life is not mine
I feel much pain
I hate my life
This is now my end.
When death finally comes he is my friend
The way of my end i do not fret
If by my hand i would rejoice
For there will be no pain
There will be no noise
The peace i seek
I hope i find
For now on this life is not mine
I feel much pain
I hate my life
This is now my end.
Published 3rd Nov 2012
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