Sweet dreams are made of death
who are you to disagree?
Slicing me open and letting me bleed
Afterlife is soon to be coming
Some of you want to abuse me
Some of you keep on misusing me
Some of you want to accuse me
Sometimes, quite often, death means being free
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Thats a sad poem but if u need someone to talk to im here for u and i wont judge u but dont encourage suicide it is not the ansewer by no means!
Did you not even read the Poem? It was addressed to people like you who feel you have the right to say whether someone wanting to die is right or wrong