Suicide Poem by Michael Midday Harnurc
Suicide
a mental state precarious
to do an act nefarious.
A'need to end ones pain
who or what will gain
Rope or knife
unwanted strife
Pill or train
unwanted pain
Highrise flats, who wants to think
of thier destruction, nigh on the brink
and what of those you leave behind
out on their walk its you they find
a crumpled note is on the floor
describing why you are no more
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