A wish
A wish for death
Is heard up high
All our regrets
Released in a sigh
Our wish for death
Is only a thought
Our final breaths
Leave us with nought
A wish for death
Becomes worse
When it's read
In poetry verse
A wish for death
Known to be wrong
Is only ever said
By those not strong
A wish for death
Hurts all the lovers
As it suggests
Loneliness for others
Don't w...
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