I think I'll try some words.
 
When the night fades into morning
And the birds begin to crow
The time I've spent in mourning
I will never surely know
The crimes I have committed
Swell and burst in my head
By the time you look back
Your old friend surely 
will be dead
  
That's all I got. 
 I may add more later.
It's pretty rough...
Monday, March 1
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