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October 18, 2017

Handful of pills,
The gun’s in the drawer,
The noose in the closet.
The razor in the bathroom.
She lays in bed, thoughts torment her
Who notices the fake smiles
Who sees she’s broken?
Could anyone reach out to see her?
She’s on the edge of the beautiful cliffs.
If she falls, will anyone notice?
She takes a breath and steps off.
She hits the rocky ground.
The sickening sound.
splintering bones.
Crumpled mass of clothing seeping red.
Her lifeless body lays on the beach below
Her heart never to beat again.






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