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I am so cold
tired and weak,
I am so old,
timid and meek,
This heart of mine,
it beats, beats, beats,
But my body is tired
and I just want to sleep,
My arm is tingling
my hands are numb,
My chest is tightening
to this pain I must succumb,
My head is foggy
lips turning blue,
I cannot breathe,
Goodbye I will miss you.
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