I so much yearn
And desire for the black pit.
The cessation of life
In black emptiness.
Silent gloom,
Please take over me!
Perished thoughts and,
Non-existent emotions.
Sweet nothingness,
My ultimate wish.
Resident sorrow
You are sacked.
Will cry no more.
Will hurt no more.
When I’m gone,
You’d have me no more!
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