Let your wings turn black, my darling,
Allow yourself to fall into my abyss,
Let me envelope you and hold you tight,
There’s nothing in reality for you to miss.
Your chest no longer needs to heave,
Let your rosy cheeks and lips dim to white,
Skin is more beautiful when pale and cold,
Close your eyes, let them be void of life.
Please don’t keep me waiting, my dear,
Just leave behind your crumbled life,
They all deserve to have lost you,
No longer must you push through strife.
Take my hand, and be born to death,
A dreamland where nothing can hurt,
Let us start the rest of forever,
Lying six feet underneath the dirt.
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