Suicide Is Not An Option
Winter storms and I
Are sometimes one in the same.
Dark and gloomy, no blue sky
We feel no shame.
When the storm is done
Beauty is left behind.
No need to get a gun
Life is now aligned.
-Duane LaChance Sr. 2011
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