Melancholy Musings

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Why do I always think of death?

Is it because I feel so alone

So lost and broken inside

Death seems like a release

An escape from this never-ending pain

A way to finally find peace

I think of death because life

Is too much for me to bear

The weight of my sorrows

Dragging me down into despair

I long for the darkness

The quiet of the grave

Where I can finally rest

And be free from the agony I crave

But deep down I know

That death is not the answer

It's just a temporary relief

From the struggles I face

So I try to cling to hope

To find a reason to go on

But sometimes it feels like

The darkness has already won

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