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.
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