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May 2013
let the reaper take my soul,
you can't save me now.
set me free from all this mess,
i really don't know how.

can't you see it's what I want?
i don't want to be saved.
wouldn't it be easier to let me go?
dig me a deep enough grave.

the thought of death excites me,
and I don't fear it at all.
i want my lifeless body,
to lie there nice and small.

there's nothing more to fight for,
nothing left to give.
nothing for me in this world,
i don't want to live.
Laura Macfarlane
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Laura Macfarlane
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