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Suicide Pact

Life can dish out horrible fates, which makes its victims feel listless and filled with hate, All hopes for the future gets tossed to the side, so the spurned can nurse their bruised egos and pride, The only way to survive, is to make all the bad demons go away, A suicide pact sometimes seems like the only option to save the day, But, we forget that God has a plan, In a magician's fashion he makes us botch all our attempts, because he knows our lives are meant for greater things, too valuable to be taken before he comes for us.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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