Why are the words so hard to find
And far too strong to fit in my mind
Where can I shout my last goodbye
How can I find the wings to fly
And then die
No one can help me in my despair
No one that lives and breathes the air
Beyond what humans can think or feel
To tell the truth, to seek and reviel
What is real
Thinking of a poem, humming a sad song
Missing an angel, secretly killing the scum
My search is no longer for the one
But for a mercyful soul
Who'll take me away from this painful life
That's my ultimate goal!
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