Bed of blood

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Died in the arms of chaos,
rest in bed of blood,
nothing can be done,
nothing can be retrieve,
this is the end, this is finish,
just take me to my coffin,
its my time to leave,
I might not the person u think,
I might not be the right being,
this is my end, my end grive,

I hope everyone will be happy,
I hope everyone will be keen,
just let me go free,
let me end my own misery.
maybe because,
I died in the arms of chaos,
rested in blood of gerif,
let me go, its my time to leave.

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