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is this my final goodbye


The night i changed is still so clear
I swallowed those tablets with no fear
It was to end, the crying cutting and blank stares

To end the pain of living in despair
To stop the questions that i do not know
The question whether I want to go

The answer is yes
So leave me be
The answer is yes
So let me be free

What’s the point I am useless
What’s the point I am hideous
What’s the point I am ever so numb
What’s the point, i can’t feel no more

My senses are vanished
My heart is dead
All my happiness has completely fled

I’m gone already, just let me go
It will be over before you know

Hear I hold the knife of terror
The one who will be sure I’m gone forever
The one who seen me through such dark days
The one who’s relieved all my pain
 
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