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My life is over.

My last breath has been done.

Now I float here, a ghost in my cell

Just waiting for the day

I find a way to go where I belong, hell.

My love is crushed.

My heart has beat it's last.

Now I sit here, a still rock in my seat

Just waiting for the time

Ice will come, and put away the loving heat

My world has fallen.

My last thought has gone through.

Now I stand here, an empty soul inside

Just waiting for the moment

Darkness will come, and behind it I will hide

My time has come.

My last wish has been wasted

Now I lay here, a broken pushover

Just waiting for the second

My wish will be true, the day my life is over

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