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Suicide
by Julie Roysten
White, darker, black,
Why do you want to die?
Pain, sorrow, grieving,
As we look up and cry.
Knives, pills, rope,
It's not an easy way to go.
Tomorrow is another day,
That you may never see go by.
Baby cries, marriage bells,
Why leave this all behind?
Mom, dad, sorry about this,
Don't be mad, I had to go.
Darker, darker, am I dead yet?
I can't hear nor see.
What is happening to me?
I want it to stop.
I want to see white,
I want to smile again,
Why?
Why do people want to leave this way?
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