It's Back

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Hello urges, my old fiends,
Hello blade, my only friend,
Hello sad songs, could you lend a hand?
Hello sadness, will I break if I bend?
Hello suicide, a message send,
From the heavens above or pits below,
Someone whispers it's time to go home,
Heaven is calling, but my wings I lack,
I guess devils don't fly,
and my depression, it's back.

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