when the heart laments
and spirit wails in sorrow
pick up the gun
shoot your head and
blow it to its pieces.
when sad becomes a good friend
and life means no worthy than your own self
go hike a mountain
and throw yourself down
to its rocky jump.
strangle to your last breathe
let the pain becomes bearable
stop wearing that stupid mask
and stand like a man you are
this to the last.
this to your night.
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