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Oct 2014
yes mother its tight around my neck I'm all ready to go
is the chair set up?
camera ready?
okay.
bye.
the mother pushes her daughter off her chair, the noise of a cracking neck lingering in the
bitter air.
the body is removed.
the mother watching the entire time, participating even.
family.
tying the noose around her neck.
taking the chair.
ah the love.
dearest you can be sane now, in your dark new home.
all by yourself.
finally.
you can be at peace with what was and will now never be.
thank you.
sweetie, the noose it's all set.
bye.
honey, I love you.
a few chuckles lacking innocence
torment their quiet minds
...
Autumn
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Autumn  24/F
(24/F)   
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