SUICIDE
Beaconing on the scorned
Reaching out to thy weakness;
Brooding into thy fear
Soothing breath it wills
Brightening the sorrow’s dark
Sliding into thy kip
Breeding your lost meta
Succulent tip of escape
Stealing thy crown to thorns
Bridging your path of breakthrough!
Wrecking your strongest desires!
It all over now…
A second it seemed
You gave in to her gut!
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nice one …..kudos
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Nicely written. Inspirational too❤️
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Courageous💪
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😍 ♥
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Nice
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nice
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Lovely
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👍👍👍
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Nice one👍🏻
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Good
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Nice work
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Great… Keep it up
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Nice one 👏👏
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Really Nice
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A good work; nicely composed. 👍🏽
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Very impressive 🙏🏾
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Nice piece bro
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Really a great poem, leaving you in a real thoughtful mood reminding us that suicide is never an option.
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Beautiful Piece
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Wow…this got to me. Your hands are blessed dear. Keep it up!
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I love this… Nice one!
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Nice piece
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