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My heart beats faster and faster as i head towards the lite
My time has come to a stop as i fail to win this fight
This day gets more worse each time i attempt my doom
Does my time end now?, in my kitchen or in my room
I describe life as a con of ice cream eat it b4 it melts
But my dark soul too the best of me i can't describe how it felt
My battle against life leaves me no choice
I should take my chance, no one hears my voice
I spin in circles and i become very dizzy
i should drink my poison now, cuz its getting fizzy
Life is going away minute by minute
I am tired of this i can't take this s***
Confused and shocked that i made it this far
Sick and tired of continuing to reach for a star
Life is sort so wats the point of waiting
Ive come so close i may start fainting
I just sit there in silence waiting for my time to come
You just wait till i start to feel numb
I feel the breeze just blowing in my face
I struggle and struggle, step by step to win the long race
.....I see blood all around me, traveling on the floor
My time just ended.. Death knocked on my door

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