Resurrect Me

A cancerous feeling overtakes me,

leaving me weaker with each passing day.

I'm draining.

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I'm becoming exhausted with the placebos

that people tell me will work.

They don't.

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I need a cure that's strong enough to

fix the damage that's taken over the pieces of me

I forgot to protect.

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I don't know where to find it.

You have it.

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Hurry home.

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Pretty soon I'm going to be withered carcass,

waiting for you to dig me from the ground.

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Hurry home, before it's too late.

I need you to resurrect me.

Hurry home.