Beat back the sun that exposes me
Darken the sky,
So that no one will see
That I want to die.
Love has left me cold,
Broken is my pride;
My soul feels old
From all the tears it's cried.
My soul is broken,
I have no drive.
For any word I've spoken
My soul will not revive.
So shine down on me moon,
I'll end my suffering soon.
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