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Death (Poem)

I held the blade to my wrist,

Negative thoughts persist,

Calling out my name,

Is the man who's come to take me away,

The pain overcomes the fear,

What took away those I held dear,

Fragments of a broken heart

One more word,

I'll fall apart,


He's here for me

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