I Lost Someone To Suicide
I stood there all in black. Black dress, black coat, black umbrella. Black soul in mourning.
A pitiless world is this where a man can find no solace in the arms of his friends.
Went back to dust, & gone.
A pitiless world is this where a man can find no solace in the arms of his friends.
Went back to dust, & gone.
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