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I'm sitting in the dark
I'm contemplating death.
I hope things will improve,
But I'm not holding my breath.

I'm never truly happy
I'm always quite alone.
I really have no family
I've no place to call home.

I'm sitting and I'm crying
I have no one to care.
I'm looking for some guidance
From someone who's not there.

I'm sitting all alone
I'm dying as I write.
If no one cares about me now,
Then why put up a fight?

I'm taking my last breath
I'm falling fast to sleep.
If I should die before I wake,
My soul is yours to keep.

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