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As a compendium
of somber faces
become a dentist's
occupational hazard,
so with death.
Trying to die with
the dying, the very
lifeblood of suicidal
tendency.
Only, the dentist is
successful--and death
is forced to say: open
up wide.
Should I not cut grass
or ****, taking lives only
trying to get sun?

©  2017 Jim Davis
Any good excuse
I let go,
I lost my grip,
I couldn't hold on
any longer,

I felt my disappointed heart
break in two
when it became obvious
that I was no longer
"the strong her."

Whist falling I realised,
as my life flashed before my eyes,
that I regretted
the day that I surrendered my wings,
the very lifesaving things,
I, now, needed,

My soul shattered,
before hitting the ground,
knowing that I would meet my end
defeated.

By Lady R.F  (C) 2017
Collecting pebbles to sink in
                   to my dreams.

I plunge a big rock in so that I
may slumber
         that while longer.

Even my dreams are tired tonight..
                                               *ZZZzzzz.....
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