I lye on the ground,
Waiting to hear a sound.
Are you coming back?
Or shall I continue with my heart attack?
My chest thumps in and out,
Contracting at each word you shout.
Can I rely on your saving skills?
Or should I just take the pills?
Goodbye my love, my life,
I can finally end the strife.
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