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Bottle of Poison
Why the world is tyrannical
though my life has become mathematical
Broken into shards,
My death will heal everybodies scars.
A bottle of poison seems like a cure
I will be apart,I assure
I cried and cried,
A will to live my heart denied.
Will everything be alright?
Or should I end up committing suicide?
The end of life
us better than awful lies.
Now,instead of prison
Hypothetically,I only crave a bottle of poison.
though my life has become mathematical
Broken into shards,
My death will heal everybodies scars.
A bottle of poison seems like a cure
I will be apart,I assure
I cried and cried,
A will to live my heart denied.
Will everything be alright?
Or should I end up committing suicide?
The end of life
us better than awful lies.
Now,instead of prison
Hypothetically,I only crave a bottle of poison.
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