The Trauma

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Cold lights find ways Into my room at night I am trying to escape What feels like demise God, please let me out Of this loathsome life Pale hands, weak thighs Death keeps screaming my name Fading slowly Into the afterlife God, please let me out Of this loathsome life Godforsaken times Oh, please let me die Death is screaming My name Gasping for air until silence arrives