A Town Called Suicide Pt. 2
a silent phantom
walks the halls
watching his world
as darkness falls
he's the oldest resident
of a town called Suicide
and he of all people
knows there's no place to hide
nowhere to hide
from the sins of his past
the cold black memories
are all that will last
he remembers what he was
a happy young man
before he ended his life
and all this began
now he wanders the streets
all alone
looking for some way
to atone
to atone for his past
and his mistakes
before the last shred of his heart
finally breaks
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