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Notes On Suicide

A knife to my wrist, A gun held high to my brain, A noose with a chair, So many ways to leave earth But still not enough reasons

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/7/2011 6:06:00 AM
The wisdom of the world says that the one who says he will end his life or commit suicide will never do it. I could detect nice wit and humor in this Tanka, Shane
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Date: 4/7/2011 5:50:00 AM
Gripping as hell. Damn.
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