Death

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Sharp daggers in my chest,

They never put me to rest.


No matter how hard i try,

The tears always fall when i cry.


You might be able to see,

But please don't pity me.


Every-time i hear her lie,

It just makes me want to die. 


Don't tell a lit,

Don't make me cry.


Don't say i'm wrong,

When i know I'm right. 


Now all i want to do,

Is die tonight. 


So goodbye and farewell, 

I will see you in hell.


MY love just please don;t cry,

I'm finally taking flight. 

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