Suicidology

A suicide letter brings tears to my mothers eyes
Lessons of peace taught that my last bullet denies
Failed to reach hope as feet dangle from your balcony
Hero turns troubled man with a talent to teach tragedy
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Lost love learned from many girls too selfish to care
They supplied hope but the whole time adding to my nightmare
Glass ceiling shatters souls yet steals sparks from your mind
Compassion in death became lost but I leave no man behind
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Death is forever so I whisper my own good night
Convincing myself in death she and I will reunite
No one could parallel our pasts both good and bad
Covered by controversy love more dangerous then Baghdad
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Dreams become fears when I don't hold my angel eyes
Tossing and turning throughout the night while my soul cries
Holding on to a strand of hope with one round chambered
Dreaming for a second chance or to at least be remembered