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Dec 2012
The suicide note
she wrote
she wrote
sat upon a desk.

The blood dripping down
to the ground
to the ground
Just like the tears she wept.

The dawn of night
and light
and light
Hits her pallid skin.

As she sits alone
skin and bones
skin and bones
A shadow upon her chair.
Sarina K Cassell
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