Most people don’t
Think the way I do
To me death is a gift
No longer living
In pointless pain
By choosing death
I’m in control again
Able to let loose the darkness
Gathered deep in my heart
I travelled back in time
to the innocence at the start
I travelled back in time
to the innocence at the start
Simple enough it seems
To let your fortunes go
One by one as they slip away
Your feelings begin to show
Stripped bare of all material things
Your feelings begin to show
Stripped bare of all material things
Without any cares or concerns
Remember me as the one
Who loved you with all his heart
Who loved you with all his heart
Who gave up all his earns
Who was never alone
in sickness nor in health
nor my darkest hour
in sickness nor in health
nor my darkest hour
Who departed at will
but not before
but not before
glancing back at you.
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