If I die would you care?
If I ask would you share?
The love in your heart,
The role of your part,
To see me off last,
To bun me off fast,
Into ashes that rise,
Into soul not wise.
My last wish you keep,
Please don’t ever weep,
For my unworthy soul,
Worst than a heap mole,
That has no sight,
And lacks all might,
To live the failed life,
So I commit suicide.
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