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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Death · #1414863
Last moments... Thinking death...
** Please note: This poem is fictional and in no way represents my actions or the actions of anyone I know, or don't know. I repeat, this is fictional, and please take it as such **


Thinking Death


The door is locked,
The gun is cocked -
A steady breath
And thinking death.

End the chatter
Unending banter
Just make it stop
The stage and props

I take a drink
I'm on the brink
There's no more tears
And no more fears

One time I sung
When I was young
Aged by mischance
And all the cants .

So one last sigh
Before I try
To end this life
So filled with strife

The door is locked,
The gun is cocked -
A steady breath
And thinking death.
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