Cared about more than I care for
loved more than I could ever love
as close to the end as I can be
I want so badly to be free

My eyes become darker
my bones defined
sobriety waning
I’m destroying my mind

With each passing day
I crave a little stronger
the smoke filled breath
and kiss of Death Monger

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