Bri Marie Ormsbee Biography

The following last deafening pages.
Cold and empty falling to the ground.
The previous pages show happiness, love, and care.
Then further down the road it turns to hate and despair.
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And I fall.
Fast and hard.
Into the deep dark abyss.
The world would not cry.
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As the melody begins to play.
He gives her one single blue rose.
She smiles for him, that special way.
He holds her tight, wanting only to be close.
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Slowly I’m losing control of my life.
I believed and told myself I had a sort of fragile grip on things.
Instead of just this knife.
Not knowing what to do,
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Slowly things will begin to fade.
With each swift clean cut of a blade.
But the cuts they’re not enough.
So I begin the search for the real painful suicide stuff.
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