Unthinkable Thoughts

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Born unto this tortured rage

Living in a coma of sage

An "imbecile" is what I'm taught

The right to live, I haven't got

What's so wrong about this world

Is the hate that lies at beginning's curls

Black cherry water, grape divine

On these rose thorns, I will dine

My suicide note you will find

In the bottom corner, I will sign

Til death do you part

I'll stay in your heart*

Author's Notes/Comments: 

* My mother

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