Suicide Kills

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It kills you slowly,

Like a thief in the night.

It gradually tears you down,

And breaks you apart piece,

By piece.

It brings the tears, and

It never really lets you go,

And never leaves you alone.

As hard as you may try,

It will always find you.

You cannot win,

And It will always prevail.

This thing that I speak of

Is not something that you

Can see.

It brings out the worst in you,

And will turn everyone against you.

It forces you to hate yourself and

everyone around you.

It will always be lurking in the dark,

Forcing you to see the worst in

Everything, while meanwhile,

You see nothing as your friends turn

Against you.

And everything you love

Eventually dies.

Everything you are dies,

Inch by inch and

It won’t matter anymore.

You never did matter,

Is what it makes you think.

It wants to make you another

Victim.

That’s all you are,

A Victim.

You are a Victim of

The Murderer called

Suicide.

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