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Where's the Love?
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Life He sits in the back
Everyone talks about how is life is so sad
He thinks of suicide
He contemplates the knife
The pills will be pain free
But which one will end his life more quickly?
He is close to the edge
He is about to snap
Everything he thinks of doesn’t sound half bad
No more pain, no more misery
Just sitting in the ground
All blacked out
Hoping to get to heaven
So he can be with God up above
He no longer feels the love
Instead feels like a burden
He doesn’t want to be hurting
He doesn’t want to be here
He fell too hard head over feet
Now what he once had is a memory
Too much drama too much depression
Has made a such an impression
Ending this life what an expression
Of the hurting inside
Having no where to hide
Thoughts intoxicating his mind
He just wants it to be over
It’s so annoying having someone care
When you know later on they won’t be there
