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World in Black

June 8, 2013
By Anonymous

I feel the blood drip from my wrist,
A wound given to myself from rage.
There has been many like it before,
But not in previous days.

Holding the gun to my head,
A million thoughts flood into my mind.
Is this the right thing to do?
Is this what it has come to?

Alone in this dark and dreary place,
Where not a soul will hear the sound.
My finger moves to the trigger,
As my thoughts move toward Death.

My final thoughts are Morbid,
Not for the faint of Heart.
I pull the trigger allowing my world to go Black.



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