As he lay on the verge of death The house soaking in grief A last request while blood flows in his veins A valediction Time enough before the beckoning grave Who would deny a dying mans wish? Too late to wake up to the fullness of this cruelty Feel his desolation curse this callous fucking vanity I see no way back, a closing door, so plead no more And as he slips away, severed cords fall. Who would deny a dying mans wish? Who would decline this final wish? Too late now this loss is eternal No healing this agony ingrained. Sorrow seeps, Freezing cold beneath my skin. Hope lies broken Dead within Your choice No I wont be here Wretched and scared Your choice No I wont be here Broken frail Your choice No I wont be here Denied, forsaken, rejected, blamed Your choice No I wont be here Dead and gone I am ashes I am ashes I am ashes I cannot reach you. Who would deny a dying mans wish? An angel to all, innocent soul
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