In a Final Act of Kindness

let sweet poison flow in shades of red

let them flow till i am dead

our pours cancer

our pours pain

out pours sorrow

with my life they drain

my actions unbeknownst to me

until my own consciousness slips free

i lay here piled on the floor

and simply trying to be kind

i leave the stained note behind

"i couldnt take it anymore"

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