Sweet Whispers

What sweet whispers sucicidal intent doth tell
The truths of a tombstone in subtle tones
The velvet roped voice manipulating around a throat
For the thankfully damned a well known friend
As the blissfully numb find peace
The depressive finding calm in a graveyard
Staring at thier own fate, written in stone

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