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It Spoke The Word Suicide
Whimpers
 Cries
 Pitiful groans of agony
 Darkness all around
 It hungers
 It feeds
 It torments
 It fills me
 This Darkness is strong
 Stronger than the sun itself
 Within this Darkness
 There is nothing
 Nothing
 Nothing
 There is no one
 To help you
 To hear you
 You 
 Are
 Alone
 I 
 Am
 Alone
 It seems that I was born
 And bred
 For sorrow
 That I was sacrificed 
 To the Darkness
 At birth
 I fall to the cold ground
 within my Darkness
 Concealing this pain
 This sorrow
 This solitiude
 From all
 I scream my silent scream
 Cry my invisible tears
 Alone
 In Darkness
 But wait!
 I feel something 
 I am no longer alone
 Someone
 Something
 Is here for me
 I glance around
 The neverending blackness
 To find a Rose
 A small Rose has been placed
 Beside me
 I touch Its delicate black petals
 To find them wet
 The Rose of Death is here
 It has come
 So I curl beside this Rose
 My only company
 The only one that seems to care
 I lay down
 Beside this Rose of Death
 Placing It close to my side
 And....
 It spoke the word
 Suicide.

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