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Nov 2018
I take hold of the black cord I wear around my neck

I never take it off, for when I need it I know it will be there

Either one of my hands has a grip on it

And I pull tight and hold my breath

Soon I won't even have to breath

Then I black out slowly...

I'm fading into black

Into the darkness

I'm falling

I want to see him smile though that means I have to leave...
If I don't write anything soon, then I'm long gone. Goodbye...
Thorns
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Thorns  21/F
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