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Sonnet to Suicide
Go this way to dusty death,
And to this way the ground.
Abandon all your final breaths,
And learn not to make a sound.
Bury yourself up to the neck,
And tie the noose's knot.
Keep your feelings in the wreck,
And allow them all to rot.
Take yourself up to the cliff,
And look over to the sea.
Outstretch your arms; give them lift,
And embrace the death to be.
Darkness rules your once clear mind
When you lend unto it all your time.
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