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Nov 2019
If you keep doing what you’re going
And you know you’re gonna die
Is it still suicide?

I don’t think I’ll ever be ready
For the day they call you home.
But you warn me you’ll be leaving
Eventually if not soon.

Is it selfish to try and stop you?
Try and make you face the things you chase away?
I’ll be here with you till the end
Regardless of when that comes
Written by
David
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