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May 2012
It's that bottle of pills I'd like to take

Staring me in the face

The easy way out

My Great Escape

Their evil encapsulated

In a small white cylinder

Sin ripe for the taking

A joy ride with no happy ending

Temptation brushes her soft *****

Gently across my cheek

But entombed they remain



Pain never ending

Motivation for resistance



To be felt by those held close

Dearly beloveds who matter most

What unknown effect is felt

Worth many times over

The suffering endured by an early end

By an absence of impact

Never to be known

By those still to learn Life's little lessons

The hole left unfilled

Weary wisdom left piled next to it



So silently war will rage

Rapture my soul

Tainted with the blood my heart beats

Behind closed walls

For none to see

Blissfully they remain ignorant

It is safer this way
Written by
Paul Murphy
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