Published February 22, 2012
The day I willed my life away
on that faithful day in May
Was like no other day consumed
with afterlife dwelling near
My soul was ready for the taking
but oh dear it was making
making its final escape
Its final escape to eternal rest
This eternal sleep of no escape
Where I was covered with a drape
Place me in eternal darkness
or place me where the sun don’t shine
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