Poem entitled Envy The Dead
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**Envy The Dead**Blue lips.
Closed eye lids.
How I envy you there resting, dead.
I feel no dread.
Your skin is cold as ice.
I wonder if the other side is nice.
I want my heart beat stopping.
Lifeless in a coffin.
I'm so alone here
Drowning on every tear.
I want peace too.
Want to be dead like you. -
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Don't worry 😑
Hmm...
Sorry
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I love it. Please don't die. Even if life sucks at least you're alive.
