Life is flashing fast.
My youth lies in the past.
Good times they just slid by.
Dear God I ache to die.
Fuck a "bright" new day.
Just take me far away.
The hurt it goes on growing.
The tears they keep on flowing.
I don't have a decent chance.
I hate this morbid dance.
Please God take my breath.
Fold me in arms of death.
Can't I just give up?
Sip that poisoned cup?
It hurts too much to try.
My soul it pleads to fly.
Don't stand in my way.
Or beg for me to stay.
If only you could see.
Life has no place for me.
Just another simple, lil...from "back then offering."
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