noose

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as I walk I see rope

today was a hard day 

maybe i should take it, I do

I get home and go out to the barn

I make a noose

and it takes a few tries but I get it over the bar

I grab a chair and walk to the noose

I put my head in and kick the chair

it was fast and now my body hangs there waiting for a soul


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