Through early morning fog I see,
Visions of the things to be,
The pains are withheld for me,
I realise and I can see,
That suicide is painless,
It brings on many changes,
And I can take or leave it if I please.
Originally posted by XanthosNZ Through early morning fog I see,
Visions of the things to be,
The pains are withheld for me,
I realise and I can see,
That suicide is painless,
It brings on many changes,
And I can take or leave it if I please.
