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Suicide Watch
Locked doors
Of metal and mind
Impenetrable barriers
Yearning to open
While prayers fall on
deaf ears
Passing moments
Long passing moments
Where minutes blend
with hours
And time corrupts the
soul
There must be some
secret passage
A portal from my world
to yours
We’ll travel to you,
lift your spirits,
Provide you with
compass and safe route home
Drop your guard
Please drop your guard
Return to the realm of
the living
We need you here
As you desperately need
us
To replenish with our
laughter
Lush meadows not long
forgotten…