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Death will be my Freedom
The fear of dieing,
It is overwhelming.
Why do I keep on lying?
Is there a way to stop the crying?
I can't hide my feelings anymore,
They show more each day.
They open the closed door.
There is not much I can say.
I can't give enough reasons.
For the things I've done to you.
All the pain passes like the seasons.
I hoped that you would to.
I won't live for centuries,
That's one thing that can't be done.
But you will remain in my memories,
And death will be my freedom.
It is overwhelming.
Why do I keep on lying?
Is there a way to stop the crying?
I can't hide my feelings anymore,
They show more each day.
They open the closed door.
There is not much I can say.
I can't give enough reasons.
For the things I've done to you.
All the pain passes like the seasons.
I hoped that you would to.
I won't live for centuries,
That's one thing that can't be done.
But you will remain in my memories,
And death will be my freedom.
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