Untitled by Quentin House

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Mar 2015

Untitled

As I cut these forsaken wrist.
The blood pours without a sigh.
I close my eyes one final time.
And utter a sweet **"Goodbye."

Written by

Quentin House Willard, MO.

(Willard, MO.)

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