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Suicide Note

skys falling.
birds calling.
grim is near.
music in my ear.
distance tells
winter smells
so sweet
find a river
bond my hands
bloody myself
& lay me down.
if you see
don't make sounds
do not lift me
off icy grounds.
let me die please
all i ask is for you
to sing to me.
its the least you
could do.

suns falling
crickets calling
childrens screams
fill my ear
as my last sunset
dissappears.
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