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Is Life Tainted? Is Life Sin?

 
Despair has arrived so dim,
that vulnerability cried
My cup is lifted to the brim;
deaths whistle personified
Is life tainted? Is life sin?
My door has opened wide,
my guest is depression
To your right, I confide:
incapability is my detention;  
from which I cannot hide
The result is your attention,
in the gesture of futile suicide
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