Last Goodnight
This infection, this diseaseEat me from the inside, please
Freeze my heart, rip out my hair
Feel my tendons, muscles tear
Watch my skin; it cracks and peels
Pain is all I wish to feel
Blackened heart and blackened eyes
What they say, 'I hope she dies'
Smiling as I wilt away
Whither slowly, day by day
Eyes are burning from the light
Eager for that last 'goodnight'
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