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An Argument With Death, Pt III. (Pt. II)

you know that i can never return
and you know that death cannot reverse
and no matter how much you hope and yearn
i am dead. i am dead. i am dead. i am gone.

i hope that you will listen close to me
i hope that you will not be afraid to sleep

i listen, but tell me what do you mean?
did you say that you will return to me in a dream?

i can’t return to you, but you can come to me
love is lost, but not to the extreme

speak not in riddles, woman, tell me what do i do?
how do i live now? how do i get to you?

wake up wake up wake up wake up
remember, i am dead, it’s you that cannot self-destruct
keep safe, keep still, keep your head up
you know the rules, death is corrupt.

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