The weather is so nice outside
Why are there tears coming from my eyes
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July Suicide
The weather is so nice outside
Why are there tears coming from my eyes
Flowers bloom by noon
Dusk is dilatory
Thoughts flutter like the butterflies outside
Should I take my life tonight
I can't tell you what's wrong
I don't know myself
The sun is bright and I'm okay today
It's so beautiful why not die on such a day
Things have been going bad ever since my teen years
The older you get the more scared of the world you get
It's cruel
You realize far too late to live and have fun
Gain money and material things
For what because in the end it's all gone
So I'll take life in my hands
Go out when it's beautiful
In my silent July suicide