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    The chair's been kicked a rope tied to the rafters
    Blue faced and broken necked I sigh
    Relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare
    Of that hated sun burning the sky
    Slumped like a headless scarecrow
    Cold and limp against the wall
    Blood paints a pattern of rorschach's design
    Thawing the winter that burdens this heart
    Shit stained and shameful
    An exit in disgrace
    Not a splash but just a ripple left
    I end this life in vain
    In vain
    In the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake
    Toward the reflection of the moon
    The night colored liquid arresting my lungs
    Finally at peace in this watery tomb
    Destroy this fragile body
    To be gorged upon by worms
    Not a splash just a ripple is left
    In the wake of my merciless scorn
    Beyond those cursed stars above
    Lies the answer that I seek
    On the backs of bullets rides my name
    Longing to kiss my cheek
    Resentfully decline
    Retire this hated life
    Without guilt I break these veins
    Carved with salvation's knife
    Turn not away avert not your face
    This is how it was meant to be
    In silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste
    The beauteous workings of mortality
    No one can truly touch another parallel never to cross
    Pointless fumbling sad mistake only capable of pain

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