Suicide

How cruel the night

How cold the stone
How black the road,
To one’s final home
How cruel the bleak place
Of helpless cries release
And wounds unseen
That mark pains, refrain
How cruel the night
A lost dark place
Where one yields
To their last scene
How cruel the night
Black with fright
Sleep now, friend
Peace is your destiny’s  end
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