•Why don't you come with a sickle,
And slit my throat,
So that I could travel,
Merrily on death's boat.

I'm sure there's mirth,
In the world on the other side,
A place where the demon
And catastrophe resides.

So why don't you come,
And take me today,
Cobwebs have accumulated
Already on the way.

I'm tired,
I'm tired of this impending wait,
I've been knocking,
Since forever on your gate.

So come,
my tears flow through the nooks,
I've laid my heart bare and my soul is naked,
Come, take a look. •
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23.08.18
11:46 pm
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