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Autopsy Shows

raw, bleeding words flow onto paper screaming from the shock of exposure they say what he went through or rather what we put him through friends that dismissed him now read his last poem the closest he got to a suicide note ...forced to this... ...want to turn back... ...then they'll be sorry... there are no tears no "heartfelt" sentiments to the family he's still breathing before he finished his last line, he realized we'd done the job for him he still breathes but is it worth it? bleeding from the inside out doing nothing, feeling everything autopsy shows: a shattered heart an overworked liver and a soul that never had a chance
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clair-leone
American
Published
Aug 25, 2010
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30·113
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I wrote this poem before I met my current boyfriend, 2 years ago. It seems to have been a premonition of sorts, because it perfectly portrayed his 2 brothers' and his own strife within their family. When the idea for the poem came to me though, I didn't know any of these people, and the thought was like an energy pulling me towards these people I must meet.

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