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Final Order

(Drip,drop,drip,drop,..)
Is that noise in my head?
My two hands feel hot.
Why are my wrists all red?
A folded note on the floor,
READ;If you find me dead.

(Sigh,inhale,pause,exhale...)
My reflection in the window,
Skin appears pasty and pale,
A perfect candidate John Doe

(Bang,boom,crash,.....boom.!)
My two fists collide with walls
I see so much blood,I'm doomed
My phone chimed 2 missed calls
One text boldly states;I'm flawed.

I walked over to the farthest corner
I dropped to my knees and cried
Then got down with this final order
Cut my jugular and waited to die...



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