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Sadly my dear family,

It's hard not to fulfill,

The enticing conception I've grown to love,

Of captivating the kill.



Oh, Eric my darling brother,

You surely would have denied,

The gossip thriving around you,

If I gave in to suicide.



And mother aren't you proud of me?

For I am not yet dead!

Despite all the inviting voices,

Inside my somber head.



Daddy aren't you "oh so glad",

That my incisions weren't too deep?

For humility would be on YOUR face,

If in the soil I must sleep.



But fair-warning I must give to you,

This is just another letter.

Take caution 'cuz this is thriving proof...

I'm still not getting better.