Depression at best
Feeling so deeply for hatred and sin
Demons that come out put his life to an end
Defeat his last emotions as he tremble and falls
His body gets cold as he ended it all
His life flashed flashed before his eyes just as expected
But all the good thoughts make him kind of regret it
He regrets it
Regrets all transgretions
But he ended it all,depression at best
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