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Dec 2016
He turned away
Covering his eyes
He turned away covering his wrists
He turned away covering what god gave him as a gift
He turned away covering his ending life
5 cuts on his wrists
Taking his life
Taking away his gift
Covering up his eyes
Covering up his anguish and his cries
He covered up all his screams
He covered up all his feelings
But its too late now he covered up his death wish it seems
Alien
Written by
Alien  Portland
(Portland)   
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     Rex FortΓ©
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