Escape

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tw // suicide

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sleep deprived and lonely

she took the pills

one by one

and in those capsules

were her freedom

an escape

from the deterioration

she stood upon


an unwilling bottle

half-emptied of restless life

helped her in her will to die


rain trickled on the window seal

as she said her last goodbyes

a sickness

that could not be cured

laid heavy in the sky

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