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End It All

If it has to happen, let it happen now,

let the world end while I am somewhat satisfied,

oh, wheel of fortune, let me die in her arms,

vaccinated and placated, no longer reachable by reality,

end my life, while I can still hear the harmony of our heartbeats.

Meeting her in my dreams each night,

holding her in my heart, and my arms as I recover,

alleviates the boring torture of days without her.

Internally, I am eternally hers,

relentlessly ready for the end,

if I can end it all as her lover.

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