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Suicide
So ends another day,
And I'm alive.
I made it through,
Atleast this one day.
Everyday I feel,
The hopes, the aspirations,
Pressing down on me,
Making it hard to breathe.
I feel suffocated.
Staying alive each day,
It seems like a task.
Getting harder and harder to complete.
Sometimes it feels like too much.
I cannot handle it anymore.
I look for solutions but,
Only one comes to mind, suicide.
poem
by
Anushna Satapathy
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