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 Sep 2015 Tien - Tim
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 Sep 2015 Tien - Tim
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maybe, just maybe
if I die tonight
you'll wake up
missing my soul
and not my remains
 Sep 2015 Tien - Tim
Innocent
the feel of sun on your face
the sweet smell of autumn

the music of the heart
the breeze off the ocean

love of your family
the joy of solitude

the way your man places his hand in the small of your back
how he looks at you from across the room

a surprise phone call from a long lost friend
a night out with the girls

the first time your child says mamma
your grand babies giggles

a big win at the office
small step forward

whatever it is that moves you
cherish it.
 Sep 2015 Tien - Tim
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Suicide
 Sep 2015 Tien - Tim
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Slit my wrists?
I won't.

Smoke cigarettes?
I don't.

Run away?
I can't.

Cry all night?
I have.

Think of dying?
I do.

Face the truth?
I did.

Suicide?
-Never.*


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