This is the last thing I'll ever write
It's my way of saying goodbye
Goodbye to the pains and sorrows
Goodbye to tomorrows
I'm taking one last visit to an old friend
A friend who's htere to begin my end
He's always been there, but doesn't care
More pain he's willing to spare
But the pain he gives me
Makes the other recede
So that all I see is one Pain
Instead of the loaded freight train
He helps me start to begin my end
(Hopefully I won't start a trend)
The warm liquid flows
And I watch though my eyes start to close
Blackess swallows everything around
I can't even feel the ground
I can't see and I can't hear
But I feel the tears
What have I done?
Death has won!
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