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Apr 2013
In your slaughterhouse solitude
You've butchered rationale from your mind
It seems reason just doesn't want to rhyme with your life
You've hacked away at happiness
Left nothing for it to cling to

Now sinking into sadness
You're trying to find what that can bring you
It's depressing
The damage a meat cleaver can do to your head
Along with the other rattle brained cattle
Aligned and angry
A silent herd
Longing to be heard by anyone

The belt moves and
The blood thickens
The inevitable inches closer
A steel rod to bring you closure
Cut you off from this
Cold world exposure

But you can reverse this
Even though you've rehearsed this
In your heart of hearts you know
Your conscience speaks
Don't do this
Jump off and
Hit that emergency stop button
It's bright red you can't miss it
Put there as a lifeline to
Dismiss your pain
A backup escape so that you can convey
Your true desire to live

In this motionless state
Breathe
Don't think about me or
Anyone else
Only yourself
The hurt has halted and
You've hopped off that ****** train
You will not be slain from anguish
Instead allow the clarity to
Carve itself within you
Rose Alley
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Rose Alley  28/F/Englewood, CO
(28/F/Englewood, CO)   
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