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She was born to die
She was born to die the purpose of her life was in death to sit alive in the lap of the reaper sing the melody of the songbirds as the games came to a full circle to be the last matchstick that burned set the fire to the system to sit alive in the lap of the reaper she was born to die
She was meant to die Her life's goal was in dying To stay alive in death's arms To sing like birds As things came full circle To be the last matchstick to burn To start the fire in the system To stay alive in death's arms She was meant to die