Walking 'long down the hill,
Swallowed I, a golden pill.
The moon shone bright upon the land,
While numbness spread throughout my hands.
Creatures of night gathered 'round,
To watch my body shutting down.
As I stand in the center of time,
I give you all that was ever mine.
The moment has come to end my hate,
While down the hill for death I wait.
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