Suicide

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walk with me and take my hand
lead me right into temptation
treat my heart as grains of sand
give way to moderation

on solid hopes and wakened dreams
we have built our own foundation
unstable as the thoughts we seek
to feed our souls of deprivation

lust in mind forever more
adds fuel to acclamation
kisses to determine fault
we are equal to damnation

Kill yourselves! I is what they'll say
as we accept the invitation
and jump into the deepest pit
of our very own creation

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