Alone and sick;lying in bed.
Praying to god;
You wish to be dead.
Until now, you've seen no mercy.
And they've come to free your soul.
No more fears, pain, and crying.
You finally recieve your last blessing.
You close your eyes, take the last breath; cross your arms upon your chest.
The plug is pulled, and you flinch.
Death sweeps over, and now you pass.
Your suffering ends, with your life.
From here on out you'll have no strife.
An eternity with rebirth in light…

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