Sliced up arms drip blood down the page,
as she writes her last words and all she has to say.
'Im sick of living, life is no good to me,
feeling empty and broken, I just wanna be free'
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Interestingly flowing poem about the complexities of suicide. I enjoyed it. You should read my suicide poem. You may enjoy it.