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Dec 2019
She could’ve died
Slipped away
Under the surface
While the world sat by

She could’ve died
In a trance
Hypnotized
By the choice she made
A bottle of pills
Sweating in her palm
They say death
Hurts like hell
But I think it’s more like fire

She could’ve died
Just like I did
Buried alone
In a hospital room
IV’s and screaming
Until she couldn’t breathe
They say death
Steals people away
But are you a thief
If I want to be taken
Written by
kain  Non-binary/Haven, ME
(Non-binary/Haven, ME)   
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