A Poem of Death


Scratches were found in the stomach

Uneven scars were plotted on the wrists and up

In between the throw pillows were silvery sharp objects, and the

Carpeted floor was filled with pills

In the middle of the room, a

Dead body was hanged, another dead soul was

Eliminated from this mad, mad world

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A Poem of Death

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