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I feel like I've been burried alive , I'm loosing my mind , I've fallen behind , behind the line I could never cross or ever define. I look for the ever Devine sipping the grape from the vine , I've been stabbed in the back multiple times I feel like jesus when they left him behind , I'm stuck around Judases but I ain't really new to this so loosen the nooses is this how I pay for my crime ? to repent with every lyric and every rhyme , I've contemplated suicide like like hundred thousand times but I could never do it because I'm empty inside ... Ironic . So im sippin on the tonic to hide , using grampses logic , with liquor at least he could smile when he felt dead inside.

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Date: 4/12/2020 9:23:00 PM
Hi Anthony, I was just writing something on suicide myself... "she's suicidal, but not in an imminent way", was as far as I got. You are not alone there, there is plenty of empty. Poetry helps, more than liquor in my experience ;), I like your poem, I hope you find and fill your hole. Keep writing! Mo
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Date: 4/12/2020 8:41:00 PM
Leave a comment let me know what you think.
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