On Ghosts and Spirits

The last thing I’d want is to return,
To be forced to continue this game,
To be trapped in this limbo of life,
Forced to repeat this cruel shame.
I’d rather let go of it all,
This miserable, endless tirade,
Condemn myself to some rest,
Sleep in the bottom of my grave.

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