Giving




Death,

I welcome thee,

come into my arms.



Death,

come help me,

I need eternal sleep.



Death,

I want to serve you,

I want to know you.



Death,

I want your warmth,

I need your loving embrace.



Death,

please take my life,

it's not for me anymore.



Death,

I give unto you.



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