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Feb 2013
A cold metal bench,
And an empty mind,
Before this day came,
I figured I'd be fine,

I will **** myself tonight,
After I mow the lawn and shower,
Eat some leftover pizza,
And enjoy my last few hours,

I will rummage through the cabinet,
Find the pill bottle and the toxic chemicals it contains,
I will pour them down my throat,
I will pray it melts my brain,

I will start to feel funny,
I will sit on my bed and wait,
I will tell you that I loved you,
But by now it's far too late,


You just wanted me to be get better,
You hoped it would never take this course,
I'd say sorry to my friends and family,
But I do not feel remorse,
Anymore.
Austin Pursley
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