Slices their wrists,
Cuts their thighs,
Hangs the rope,
Sobs and cries,
Takes the pills,
Gun to head,
Congratulations, society,
Now there all dead.
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Poems For Death✔️
PoetryThey sound really pretty and there here for anyone who wants to read them. ~~~ My style of writing has improved so if you don't like these please check out my new book called A Poem For Death. ~~~
Congratulations
Slices their wrists,
Cuts their thighs,
Hangs the rope,
Sobs and cries,
Takes the pills,
Gun to head,
Congratulations, society,
Now there all dead.
