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Jan 2021
Would I be talking about
suicide if I wasn't thinking
of it, could this actually be
my note which will be found
in my pocket or nailed to the
tree or will I opt for overdose.

I have a friend with a gun he
drinks a lot, easy for me to
steal it and there is always
a round in the breach, noisy
and messy, but what would
I care, where is the question.

Someplace novel, with a mask
on nobody would know me
and I could hide the shotgun
inside my coat, wear a polo-
neck to conceal the barrel that
I'd place under my chin.

All I would need to do is cut
the lining in my pocket so as
I could put my finger on the
trigger, then during a normal
conversation with the witness,
all of a sudden I'd say (- - - - )
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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