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Once on a warm spring dawn,
Standing on my shady green lawn,
My father said to me
That I would have to learn to be
A better person.
That was when life was great,
And I didn't know the meaning of hate.
And all the angels sang that time
Of a world as great as mine.
Once on a humid summer day,
Once I had had my say,
Life wasn't that great or that good,
And my father told me I would
Have to be strong now.
He said he was going away,
And I would have to stay.
And all the angels wept that time
For a sorrow as great as mine.
Once on a cool autumn evening,
Once I had finished grieving,
I realized I had learned that life
Was full of pain and bitter strife.
It made me angry and full of rage,
It made me curse this cold steel cage.
I needed to get out.
And all the angels in Heaven cried
When I contemplated my suicide.
Once on a frosty winter night,
When in my life there was no light,
I climbed up to the roof and thought
About how I was unstable
And I was distraught.
It was time for me to say goodbye,
It was time for me to die.
And all the angels in Heaven died
To atone for my suicide.