"Welcome Note"
Death is an invitation
To a party I long to attend.
Life is filled with pain
From memories left to mend;
A razors edge my doorway,
Freedom to that better place.
Drifting crimson rivers,
Bitter cold to my embrace.
"Rescue me from my own self,"
They all think I should say.
But my liberation lives
In not going on another day
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