When suicide is on the mind.
We die inside but say we're fine_
And We'd like2be distant,
But what is distance when you died or went missing,
in a life so blurry...
Your eyes are still hurting,
And your cries are not vivid_
Nothing is Clear,
Shut your mouth. And Open a Ear,
Listen to the government...
Saying Judgment is Near,
But be not in Fear,
Unless you're the devil...
Because Jesus is Here!
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