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Here’s where seven people hung themselves; The first woman too fat so she fell first, & fast to the floor. The second too thin, so struggled as the noose writhed at her core A rich man was on the third knot.. The fourth was disgustingly poor The fifth & sixth were a young couple Victim to love’s quarrel The seventh that swung was a bizarre one, the others saw it too… On his face wasn’t regret but a quiet reminiscence of *** & sweat
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Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 12:19 PM UTC
Asphyxia
Here’s where seven people hung themselves; The first woman too fat so she fell first, & fast to the floor. The second too thin, so struggled as the noose writhed at her core A rich man was on the third knot.. The fourth was disgustingly poor The fifth & sixth were a young couple Victim to love’s quarrel The seventh that swung was a bizarre one, the others saw it too… On his face wasn’t regret but a quiet reminiscence of *** & sweat
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20/M/United States
Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 12:19 PM UTC
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