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Thoughts of Suicide
Tendencies to sense in me,
The will to kill the self,
Arise when I have thoughts to be,
Another page upon this shelf.
Book is but a tale unread,
Besides by those of us who care,
To share that which by them's been said,
By those who've care'd to share.
I'd rather be a page,
Rather be word than figured form,
Than have to suffer every age,
And sit before each human storm.
Read of me in fiction,
Read of me in fact,
Free me of my family's addiction,
To be an artifact.
Copyright ©
Beej Simrov
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