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I can still feel the
Caress
Of suicide on the mind
I'm not suicidal
I mean not really
It's just that my mind is inclined to linger
On guns and rope and knives and fire
Pills and the poor dear drowning victims
Industrial accidents, you know aren't likely to be thought of as suicide
But you can court a dangerous profession
Or hobby
High wire walking with out a safety net?
It is amateur hour
What could go wrong?
Written by caxton
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