You have meds and drugs at hand,
With every label in the land,
You come with casts and 999,
But, surely, you know it's my time,
You come with ice packs, pills and sprays,
To save me from my ending days,
You come with flowers, chocolates, cards,
I know for you this must be hard,
But leave me now,
To deep abyss,
I don't need help,
I need this bliss.
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