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Aug 2014
One pill

                                           Two pills

                                                    Three pills

                                         More

                                                   Empty bottle

                                           On the floor

                                                          No more sorrow

                                           No dreading tomorrow

                                                       No more cutting

                                           Eyelids shutting

                                                            No more fear

                                                  Death is here
Grand Piano
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Grand Piano
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