Suicide
No Pact
When your
heart is broken and you see the sight of love
It
destroys your world and hopelessness is your cloak
The true
outcast feels this because they walk on the cracks
Your soul
fels dead and tears are front to back
The
precipice is there ready to such all your air
See the
dead lines of the sad fallen
They’ve
been taken thru’ their own hands
But they
lost control of command
The
ramifications are long and strong
Reverberating
like a tuning fork forever wrong
The world
they left behind awash in wet sorrow
Nothing
there now because they’ve created no tomorrow
See the
devastation that humanity shuns
Afraid
that they can be one
Irrational
fear is the lingering primitive religion
Irrational
fear of contagion
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