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I heard him cry that night lithe and crystalline petals they were beautiful and so was he But a gun is not beautiful or a rope or a glistening knife (it glistens wild with crimson and ivory) put it down step away catch your breath and seize the day you are so beautiful and so is she Go, look in her eyes those ghostly blue those pure ****** pools taste her smile touch her hand you are so beautiful she knows so put it down step away catch your breath and seize the day You and her are galaxies, dear beautiful you and she so put it down step away catch your breath and seize the- The door is red the floor is red the walls are red my life is dead you are dead and so beautiful *so ******* beautiful.* I'll close the door. Cathy, don't go in the bedroom.
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
Cathy, don't go in the bedroom
I heard him cry that night lithe and crystalline petals they were beautiful and so was he But a gun is not beautiful or a rope or a glistening knife (it glistens wild with crimson and ivory) put it down step away catch your breath and seize the day you are so beautiful and so is she Go, look in her eyes those ghostly blue those pure ****** pools taste her smile touch her hand you are so beautiful she knows so put it down step away catch your breath and seize the day You and her are galaxies, dear beautiful you and she so put it down step away catch your breath and seize the- The door is red the floor is red the walls are red my life is dead you are dead and so beautiful *so ******* beautiful.* I'll close the door. Cathy, don't go in the bedroom.
''Cathy, don't go in the bedroom'' is a quote taken from a suicide note I read recently. © Erin Mason 2013
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
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