Part two: Moments before

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I killed myself
The night I chose
To live instead of survive
To hope unless I fail
The world around me was ready
Waiting for me to come
Complete my tasks and move on
Feel the fusion attend me
Testing and tearing
I bleed to bring together
I suffer to stay mended
Feeling low and lost
Behold my flower my friend
My virtue of life
Had been determined by loss
The loss of love
The loss of why

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