This Night

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One final night.
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In this world, for me there is no hope.
I feel like dangling on the end of a rope.

What is the point of being alive?
Might as well suffer near a beehive.

I did everything I could on this planet.
I ask myself, why I am here dammit?

What is my purpose, I ask once again.
I don't know now, nor I did back then.

This life is a mere waste of my time.
Might as well lay flat as a rusted dime.

I am so lonely for far too long.
I don't know what's right or wrong.

Should I hang or should I drown?
I could jump and fall straight down.

No one around, no one to care.
There is nothing for me out there.

I am ready, nothing can stop me.
In the end it was all meant to be.

Soon I'll be free, far away from this pain.
I stand tall and brave in the pouring rain.

I take one step right off the roof.
I no longer am a worthless goof.

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