He stopped looking
Both ways before
Crossing the street;
He stopped wearing
His seatbelt in the car,
& he stopped counting
The pills before he took them.
Now,he wasn't trying
To kill himself, no,
But he did stop caring
About whether he lived,
Or not.
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