i'm praying for death
to come knock at my door
i'll welcome it gladly
then i won't hurt anymore
I won't feel the pain
I won't feel the sorrow
I won't have to worry
about any more tomorrows
I won't have to smile
and pretend i am fine
I won't have to hide
these tears that i'm cryin'
the darkness has come
and it's taken its toll
on this worn out heart
and my worn out soul
so i'm waiting for death
I pray it is near
then my torn up heart
can be buried with my tears.
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