The Real Joke
I applied poison to die.
I wanted to end everything.
I was slowly achieving freedom.
Free from all joy and sorrow.
Away from light and darkness.
My bravest last adventure,
towards the gate of unknown.
I was not frightened or reluctant,
but I was desperate to breathe.
Life and death is a real joke.
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