Where was I for four months?

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Writing this, apparently:

Gun in the mouth,
Pull the trigger.
Fade to black.


It should be easy
to let go
when there's nothing left
to grab hold of.


A life of shadows is no life at all.
When those with their happiness and joy
laugh at those who hold in their hearts only the skeletons
of life's past embraces.


A life of shadows is no life at all
When that new spark of hope
is snuffed out by the callous chill of reality.


A life of shadows is no life at all
when life is a road that takes its toll.


Gun in the mouth.
Pull the trigger.
Fade to black.
Life is no better than that.
 

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