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Apr 2017
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Life was just too hard for me.
The voices inside says it's time to go.
As I knew I will never break free
Maybe it's time for it to show

Walking to the gates of hell
I feel nothing as the heat hits the shell
Of my skin that starts to melt
While the Demons show the way I felt

I know that my time is up
And I start to think on why I'm sad
It's what I wanted with my blood in his cup
And my crushed skull wouldn't make you mad

Seeing you was my only wish
Telling you how I really feel
But my head is on his dish
And you didn't keep your part of the deal.
Eternal Dreams
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Eternal Dreams  18/M/Death bed
(18/M/Death bed)   
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   Jayantee Khare
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