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Suicide Note
Here's this note
I'll be leaving behind
for you to find
as I run to the woods
to put a bullet in my head.
Maybe you'll find me
dead,
blood pouring out of my head
making a sticky red river.
Here's this rope
I'll tie up high
making a noose
that is perfect for my neck.
I'll jump,
breaking my neck,
me going limp.
I hope you find the note
that fell from my hand
as my neck broke in two
and
my breath finally escaped this prison.
I hope you scream
as you see my body,
spinning in slow circles,
a wicked grin on my face.
My note,
I hope you understand
those three little words.
They say everything on how I felt.
It will say everything you need to know.
Dear Family,
Happy I'm gone?
p.s- I am
I'll be leaving behind
for you to find
as I run to the woods
to put a bullet in my head.
Maybe you'll find me
dead,
blood pouring out of my head
making a sticky red river.
Here's this rope
I'll tie up high
making a noose
that is perfect for my neck.
I'll jump,
breaking my neck,
me going limp.
I hope you find the note
that fell from my hand
as my neck broke in two
and
my breath finally escaped this prison.
I hope you scream
as you see my body,
spinning in slow circles,
a wicked grin on my face.
My note,
I hope you understand
those three little words.
They say everything on how I felt.
It will say everything you need to know.
Dear Family,
Happy I'm gone?
p.s- I am
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