to die, to sleep; to sleep perchance to dream

it is all oppression

all of it is depression

all of it is pain

none of it is gain

all of lifes dirt and grime

my life just seems to be a crime

why do i live here day after day

wasting my whole life away

all of it hoping for eternal sleep

dreaming wishing imagining that blessed sleep

welcome me into your arms oh god

love me as into death I sweetly nod

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