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Apr 2018
My soul had a hole
It was a river flowing to Hell
No fish swam here
Only darkness
And Fear
I wished for Death but you came instead

Now what once was heavy
Is filled with feathers
And in the emptiness
Dance the colours of spring
I wished for Death but thank God you came instead
suicide was on my mind tonight. But I prayed to God for help and a softness came over me. So grateful
Written by
Amy
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   Peter Robert Hamilton
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