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Jun 2012
**** me, I beg. Take away my last breath.
Be quick. Shed no tears. Give me a painless death.
I got nothing to do, I got nothing to give.
This is just a lie I don't want to live.

Shoot me. I'm dead. Feel my pulse as it fades out.
Bury me far away so no one knows my whereabouts.
Don't turn the hourglass, as it won't make a difference,
and if you cry for me, please, do it in silence.

Send me to the place I'm longing to reach.
Life is just ******* on me like a leech.
Please, make true my only desire.
I don't want to burn in this pagan fire.

The light I once sought was nowhere to be found.
The darkness, instead, was all around.
My spirit was crushed. My will grew weaker.
I couldn't see the light... not even a flicker.

So **** me, I beg. Take this life from me,
but don't dispose of it. Keep it with thee.
The symphony of the mermaids was meant to be heard,
and so is my story. Tell it to the world.
Not really sure what this is about. I started it months ago, and just finished it so it might not make much sense really.
Krusty Aranda
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