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22h
as i slowly strangle
feet still on the floor
noose too tight to scream
but not to ignore
not destined to stay
or to live in this place
i need to get out
without leaving a trace
can't take much more of this
i don't feel like myself
i am seeking relief
escape from living in hell
to strangle so slowly
as the rope becomes loose
put a plastic bag over my head
so the failure is reduced
this is all taking too long
wish this was my last breath
it needs to end soon
i can't wait til i'm dead
another one written long ago
Craig Strong
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Craig Strong  48/M/United States
(48/M/United States)   
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