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Sep 2021
Thus ends my journey
Some evil dies young
When exhausted all words
To convey how I’ve hung
From a rope of indifference
To life
For too long
Barely kicking,
Just dangling,
Suspended in song
Elegiac, I wish
Just constricting
My throat
Squirming vertically,
Gurgling,
In anguish I choke
On another addition
To suicide note
That I wrote
Multitudinous ways
To escape
But my finest
Is yet to come
Just sit and wait
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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