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"The Doors of Death" (by brandie jane)
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As i stand here at the doors of death
I realize my life is such a mess.
I see your face in my head and i
wonder what you'd do if i was dead?
I wonder if i should go through the door?
Or stay here and drown on the shore?
I see a bright light up above
and i wonder if it's you my love?
If only you could be mine
Then my life would be fine.
I'd always be happy
Never be sad
because never being with you drives me mad.
I have to see you once again
since this is the very end.
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