Game

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We watch the clock tick by

Waiting for when the pain dies

But it's always the shame

That makes us play the devils game

You will never hear

That someone has no fear

Suicide is a plague

For the outcome is all too vague

Your friend wants it too end

Because their heart can't mend

Will you tell them to put up with the shame;

Or to let the devil win it's unforgiving game;

It's your choice right now

For the clock is counting down

The days your friend has left

Until they are put to their final rest

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