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Sequel To Suicide

After my first cutlass slash, I had hit upon a bloody nervy sash, And had fainted half, Rest of the scene was in delirium, A nightmare and a dream, I was discovered by house help, Who couriered me to medical help, I am treated in stomach and mind for the wound, And out of depression, For a life that abounds.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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