DEATH STOP TAUNTING ME
Death why do you keep taunting meI just hate suffering this way
dont like games can't you see
whisper to me if you may
but why leave me tired and weak
for once stop your mumbling
let me be or honestly speak
I know you are secretly spying
you can't hide away from me
I am a wise and smart poet
attentive and straight forward
when Im in pain, I pray for it
so stop teasing me tell me now
let me know if its today
is my show over, so I can bow
come on point me the way
Im not afraid of dying
but am so scared of pain
hate people seeing me crying
death you're driving me insane
Death stop taunting me
take me now or let me be
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