It started so simple. A razor to the wrist, cliche at best, aches unending to fulfill a plan to end this life. At the bottom of a bottle of pills a hard swill and it kills. the taste of charcoal. But it wasn't enough. Now straight for the rope and i'm dangling above, slowly suffocating my body's in it's death throes but it's never been enough now my teeth hug this steel I pull this hammer back to...End This...End this life.
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