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death

as i lay on my bed, sick and dying
i've been here so long there's no use fighting
i lay and wait for him to come but he's taking his time as always
my insides burn, my eyesight fades,
and everything else is numb with pain
im laying, dying, no longer fighting
now i can sense him coming
'come faster' i call with no answer from him at all
he's at my bedside, the pain is gone
no burning, i see clearly and i'm glad
for death has come to take me away with a whisper,
'let's get u out of here.'