These suicidal thoughts are like music to my ears,

The requiem of death which only my soul can hear.

Grief synchronises with a melody to heighten my fears, 

A harmonious tune crafted from the anguish I have suffered for years. 

I impatiently wait for my final outro to play,  so I can permanently disappear.

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Close your eyes,

It's okay you won’t feel the pain anymore.

Close your eyes,

You can rest, no more fatigue or feeling sore.

Close your eyes, 

This will be quicker than waiting for a cure.

Close your eyes,

It's time to meet the Angel of Death to relieve you from all that you've endured.

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