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Suicidal Thoughts

Friends melt away the sadness of sorrow
lovers embrace with bliss a deeper joy
birds sing their own kinda language
and the laughter of children shrills hope
blue skies even on 911 live forever
expensive caskets are outlived by memories
there is always joy at daybreak
the night doesn't linger amid the stars.
Life is meant to be lived in experiences
it's what we gift to our survivors 
lessons learned in our personal journeys 
no longer do shadows haunt my voices.

~David DeLane Snow


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