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suicide
pills float in my stomach acid
i float on the brink of death
my eyes only show me blurry
my mind refuses to work
that unexpected action two nights ago
desperate for an escape
now i'm sitting in bed
dealing with the consequences
throwing up
white face
dry lips
i look like death
a corpse
but sadly not a corpse
i float on the brink of death
my eyes only show me blurry
my mind refuses to work
that unexpected action two nights ago
desperate for an escape
now i'm sitting in bed
dealing with the consequences
throwing up
white face
dry lips
i look like death
a corpse
but sadly not a corpse
Published 14th Nov 2012
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