Last night I tossed and tossed.
I saw death, I tossed to stay awoke.
I woke myself up every five minutes
I did not want to fall in a deep sleep,
afraid of not waking up. Everytime I think of dieing, I thought of the children.
don't want to die
But death has crossed the mind over and over again.
Save me Lord.
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