The signs are there, this I know.

I'm ready to move on, ready to let go.

The writing is splattered across the wall.

I don't want to die, no, not at all.

But how do I get people to see,

The time has come, I want to be free.


The life I know must come to an end.

I've grown so wary and let my spirit bend.

I must break the cycle, change the routine.

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