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Dec 2015
They cry mercy
Into this void of despair
They cry mercy
While pulling at their hair

They cry mercy
For every bottle that they drink
They cry mercy
For the times they drive so fast wanting to be wrapped around that tree

They cry mercy
For every time they take the razorblade to their skin
They cry mercy
For all of their selfish sins

They cry mercy
Everytime they pick up the gun
They cry mercy
Hoping they have the courage to do this one

They cry mercy
For every needle placed in their vein
They cry mercy
As it all seems in vain

They cry mercy
Everytime their resolve hits the wall
They cry mercy
It seems no one hears their *call.....
Keep yelling, someone will hear.
Karina Norris-Veirs
Written by
Karina Norris-Veirs  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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