Taking away our most brilliant minds
A suicide note is all you’ll ever find
More questions asked than answers given
Not one mere solution among the living
Not one necromantic spell for the night
Not one more song, not one more light
Only sadness and rage, rinse and repeat
Images of dead bodies’ dangling feet
Permanent reminder of a hangman’s rope
Only a bottle of pills to help you cope
Nothing we do can bring them back
True magic is what this world lacks
We lock each other in the tiniest cages
But it won’t tack on any extra ages
None of the tears we drop in pain
Can keep it from being all in vain
Go through the motions for another day
One more light? Who gives a shit anyway?
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