You drink the liquid-It leaves you hollow,
Cough and choke-Try hard to swallow.
Your choice is made, The liquids glide,
The choices cascaded to liquid suicide.
Your death is marked, and written in text,
But your life is forgotten, now on to the next.
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This is so emo, I think I'll just go cut myself... with a spoon!
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