It feels just like yesterday,
That we lost you too soon,
We lost you,
Subject to your own devise,
Now it’s happening again.
"I think I’m depressed" is echoing in my mind.
"She doesn’t love me the way I love her,"
Tears run into my mouth as I stare in awe,
Every time I talk to him,
I think of his own flesh,
The one that took his own life and broke everyone’s heart,
Please,
My own blood,
Don’t do it again.
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