Death

Death.

Peace.

Resolution.

Heaven or hell…does it matter?

No place can be worse than the land of the living.

Closing your eyes.

For the first time, you can truly breath.

Fresh oxygen flowing through your lungs.

Illnesses left in your empty carcass.

Eyes opened wide embracing the darkness.

Death sounds like peace.

Death sounds like happiness.

Death sounds like freedom.

Death sounds like somewhere I’d like to be.

(Idk I was bored ;-;)

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