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Feb 2014
Long days toil over.
A swarm of moans of groans.
As the 17:44 was cancelled abruptly.
The sky was crying yet again.
Transport ground to a halt.
Train ran over a broken heart.
Attached to greatly ruptured being.
Fragments of fractured bone, ground into powder.
Evening commuters trek, ground to a halt.
Transport held to ransom by suicidal jurisdiction.
As the train ground the bones of the deliberate victim.
(C) LIVVI
I left work tonight only to discover that there had been a suicide, just as I left work!
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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