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life inspires my dread death is a warm bed

i know it will be the end for me soon…

he’ll have to wait for it don’t like it one bit

he will not be pleased if I don’t come to him….

i feel his breath he wants me dead

my lover calls to me i will ignore his plea

until it is time for me to leave this life

his screams do torment he is not patient

i am forced to leave before it’s my time

i know you were so sad and so lonely

i am glad to see you did long for me

will you take my hand

cause that is what you planned