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The Sad Soul's Dream
Sadness and greif
Won't be found on a leaf.
By the slice of a knife,
You end your own life.
Jump ten stories high,
To give death a try.
Point a gun to your head,
Pull the trigger, now your dead.
Death is a pleasure,
For suicides's measure.
Life is a mistake
That we should never take.
But the sad soul's dreams
Are never what one seems.
For life is a gift
That is always missed.
poem
by
Mariah Simpson
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