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Suicide

These are the thoughts of a man,
Destined for suicide.
I've been waiting a long time
in this line to ride this ride.
The descent to insanity
Is thrashing and trashing
The heart in me.
Every cut runs deep.
The caged inside feelng,
Keeps my soul's eyes bleeding,
From weeping and screaming
For release.
The rage of this beast,
Locked in this cage
With no sight of keys
Except with flesh busting at the seams,
Upon death, my soul's release..

Intricate B
Written by Intricate_B
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