When told me his options
Through half teary eyes
He had just two
To live his life or end it
He could turn to the atmosphere to ice
To make time to take a moment
And create a smile on your face
But couldn't create a smile for himself
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
When told me his options
Through half teary eyes
He had just two
To live his life or end it
He could turn to the atmosphere to ice
To make time to take a moment
And create a smile on your face
But couldn't create a smile for himself
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