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The Ways To Die
Hanging from the rafters
Floating in a crimson bath
On the floor syringe still protruding
Time executioner to us all
Drop by drop
bleeding across the page
canvas crying
Pain(t)
Floating in a crimson bath
On the floor syringe still protruding
Time executioner to us all
Drop by drop
bleeding across the page
canvas crying
Pain(t)
Published 16th Jun 2019
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16th Jun 2019 11:42pm
Resumé
By Dorothy Parker
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
By Dorothy Parker
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
