The balkanization Of my heart has been resurrected With an affection that always Inspires, and never Grows tired Of my dark and deadly valleys. Is This the end of me? I swore to Never go back In this, the Finest hour, my last breath of Life awaits me. Anticipation with Vomiting. You are something I Dream. You are the something that I must have. Truly, this is the Finale of my suffering and the Beginning of perpetual peace Truly, this is the end-the Departure I have waited for. My Last chance to See this Perpetual peace. On this day, I Will learn to love again. And so I am waiting to die