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Aug 2015
Another one fallen, he's taken the plunge
Such envious feelings boil within
What was he thinking as ledge left 'neath his feet?
What was his last thought when his face did smack the street?

RorschachΒ would be proud, these designs sprayed behind
I can't control the urges, I will soon join the other side
A bullet is painless, but the rope is much cleaner
What is the difference? - If soon you'll join the reaper

To leave you with such pain is not the intention
"Coward... So selfish! His action's, so senseless!"
Your mirror's reflection bounces back self-hatred
This razor's edge grazes flesh, goose-bumped and anxious!

The ***** which I spewed from
Thinks she is to blame
Not for her actions
But 'cause she birthed and gave me name
Written by
Edgar E Tobias
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