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I'm not Suicidal


I'm not suicidal

But lately I've wondered what it would be like

To drive off a cliff

To watch the blood pour from wounds on my body

To sink under the tub water until I stopped breathing

To be hit by that semi

To overdose on pills

To hang from the rafters

I'm not suicidal

But I'm haunted by the thoughts.

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