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Jun 2019
What's the point of being here,

if there are so many things to fear?

If no one cares about me,

why should I continue to be?


I'll just end it all right now.

Jumping off the roof. That's how.

Falling quickly, nearing death.

I close my eyes and take my last breath.


A flash of light fills my eyes.

It's time to get rid of all these lies.

Goodbye world, I hope you'll forgive.

But now I have no reason to live.
Hello. If you’re experiencing suicidal thoughts or know someone who is, please get help and don’t end up like the narrator of this poem!
Mel
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Mel  Non-binary/Canada
(Non-binary/Canada)   
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     Bogdan Dragos and Lauren Leal
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