Down this long and twining road
I walk with heavy feet
My head sunk down below
I have made up my mind
It’s time to end this life
Then peace I will find
Walking down to my funeral
The mortal sin…
Some might be sad
I’ll die with a grin
Walking down to my funeral
It’s time to die
When I leave this pathetic world
I will hold my head high
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That’s a beautiful poem, at least linguistically if not the topic itself (and parts of that were beautiful too).
Thank you for sharing it.