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Suicide
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Self Harm/Mental Health Suicide
Feeling the life force running out of your body
In white hot streams of red
The light reflects from its perfectness
Such a beautiful thing, causing death
Adrenaline beating its way through your body
Burning you from insides out
The will to live surfacing
Too late to question and doubt
The claret drips onto the paving
You look at it and you sigh
Your mind in a confusion of thought
Ill clear that up if i dont die
Your body feels weak and your mind
Is wrapped in a thick confusional mist
Your vision is blurred and your covered
In the blood running out of your wrist
By the Hopeless Writer
PM Jarvis
