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My Dear Poison
I can't wait to reap my pain, rid my of this curse. One more shot to ease the thoughts, kill them off and watch them rot. Slowly dissipate, my brain will surely rape these horrifying states from prior judgement of the mentality I have sought. Vision blurs the line of what we have done, in time it all comes to an end...the light is sinking in, seeping through my wounds. I let you down again, watch it take me. Won't it take me slow? I want to feel the burn that is creeping down my throat. Choke me out and drown me now.
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