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Jun 2015
Somewhere to go
To run and hide
To contemplate
My suicide
And no one reads these
So it doesn't matter
A cold barrel
And brain splatter
A taught noose
Or poisoin infused juice
It I feel is coming to an end
All I needed was a friend
But its too late now
The choice has been made
Let me go and let me fade
Yes I know the title is redundant
Written by
Michael DR Muse  Brighton ,CO
(Brighton ,CO)   
510
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