A silent whisper and a strangled moan
Very gentle movement of the wrist
A moment and world is blown
Dead forever, insubstantial as the mist
All thoughts of hope that can cross the mind
Kill them selves without waiting for approval
Everything can end gently and kind
Dieing can be as easy as removal
A moment’s hesitation in your eyes
Very, very subtlety your
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