#86, Gone
Death
I'd just too easy.
A flick of the wrist
With a blade in hand.
Your gone
It's just too easy
A rope dangling down
You jump
Your gone
It's just too easy
A gun to the head
The bullet goes
Your gone
It's just too easy
A steep cliff
You fall
Your gone
It's just too easy
Even if by accident
Or on purpose by someone else
It's simple
Your gone
Just. Too. Easy.
And no one knows how much longer till
Your gone.
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