There is a light out there it’s frightening,
How come she stands alone facing the world?
So fray, so shy, so bold and always wanting,
Her name is love, she boldly fights the cold.

The embracing cold sends chills to her, it’s sad,
With every breath she begs with tears for him to stop,
Shadowy ghouls are crawling near her gloomy hands,
She screams to God to save her from the end,
In stretching silence her last tear begins to drop,
Across her cheeks, her chest inside her heart.

She falls, kneeling with pain, begins to shiver,
Her eyes are dry, she starts to understand,
Her mouth starts moving whispering the words:
“There is no hope, the time is now, so right to die”.

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