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WARNING: THIS POEM TALKS ABOUT SOMETHING THAT SOCIETY ONLY MENTIONS WITH HUSHED WORDS. IT IS BELIEVED THAT TALKING ABOUT IT TRIGGERS PEOPLE TO TAKE AN ATTEMPT AT IT RATHER THAN UNDERSTANDING IT SO IT'S BEST PREFERRED TO BE KEPT UNDER WRAPS AS IT EATS AWAY AT ITS VICTIM WHILE THE SOCIETY STANDS ON THE SIDELINES, WITNESSING THE HORRIFIC REALITY, POINTING AT THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR NOT HAVING BEEN "STRONG ENOUGH" TO SUFFER THE WAY "LIKE THE REST OF THEM ALREADY SUFFER". YOU'VE BEEN WARNED AS PER THE "NORMS" OF THE SOCIETY MADE FOR THE BETTERMENT OF THE PEOPLE IN IT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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Blood ran through my fingers
and onto these white sheets
words got choked in my throat
and yet, I had spoken
everything I needed to

- suicide





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