Souls don't Sleep
Souls never sleep.
But they do weep.
They mourning their loss.
And haven't the halls
The years of doom.
Cry, cry my little friend.
Let the pain out
Tell the world your story
How you were loved and left out.
You hanged yourself
With no worry.
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