I Want To Be Done

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I want to be done

Done with it all.

I want to leave my body

And watch my chest fall.

Watch my chest fall,

As I take my last breath,

Watch my eyes fade,

As I drift into death.

Death, a sweet slumber.

Eternal sleep.

No more time to stress,

No more time to weep.

Though some weep in joy,

I weep in fear,

Fear of what I've done,

Fear of what is near.

For what is near,

I do not know.

The glass is not clear,

The cards do not show.

Who am I to know?

What am I to do?

What our future holds?

I haven't a clue..

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