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Dear God,
I've seen so many things during my life.
I wonder,
Will I ever reach the end of this strife?
I imagine
That someday I'll find my place,
A day when
My tears will be reflected in another's face.
You'll see,
The minute that my time is up,
I'll sit
And drink the poison from the cup.
And this,
I will do most willingly.
To others,
I'll just be another memory.
Dear God,
What do You have to say to this?
My love
Is something You won't have to miss.
You'll have it
Even when my life is over.
I'll die,
But that will serve to bring me closer.
I've seen
The tunnel of eternal life,
And now,
I'm slowly reaching for the light.
You see
The only thing I'll really miss:
The softness
Expected from a lover's kiss.
Dear God,
Can You release me from this pain?
I swear,
My head's exploding from the strain.
I try
To live the best way that I know.
But when
The shot is fired, it's time to go.
I want
Only to be by Your side.
A place
Where I will never have to hide.
Some time
To try to get my head on straight.
So tell me
That death will be my only fate.