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Dec 2016
This is my coffin
I dug the hole six feet deep
It's actually quite comfortable
Except soon I can't breathe

I laid down in it
Then nailed it shut with headless nails
Pulled the string to let the dirt bury me
Ignited a glow stick so I won't be in the dark

Except now I'm reconsidering
The life of the afterlife
I'm thinking I signed my death warrant
A little bit too hastily

So now I'm six feet under
Dying and wanting to live
Looks like I'm in need of a savior
But nobody knows where I am
Written 3 February 2016... schizophrenia...
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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   --- and sunprincess
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