It's the latest in my suicide series...
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The wood creaks as the crude rope knot
pulls on the beam with a young boy's force.
His kicking off of second thoughts
is soon replaced by a rhythmic oscillation.
The pendulum of the grand, old clock
mirrors the movement until they both find peace.
-Jesse Vann
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this is the one that kind of led me to that one...
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unfetter me from friendship.
take the shackles off my hands.
not so i can run away.
but directly into you.
it would help if you felt the same
and didn't always speak his name.
you leave me a noose of despair.
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