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It pains me to say this thought could be wrong but I'm not moving on with the mistakes that I've made //
The fading of days does nothing but frown when the sun touches ground and my safe haven awaits //
Insane but ok in the morning, I'm asking for my flooring of casket to be boarded with matches //
So I'm hoping the gas is lit and when I'm burning to death I earn your respect and sail out in the ocean as ashes //

And now

I've been taking my time - waiting - my patience is wise - a choice, fading in rhyme - lacing pages with hate and despise //
Illustrating faces with minds picture perfect or wasting a line? A pace to state my life and how I'm just Satan disguised //
Maybe a saviour of kind with certain mirages of burning of crosses I'd love to explain but the words, I have lost them //
It's the perfect of problems I hate to love it, I get nervous with thoughts when I try to look and witness the curtains are dropping //
Voices, I'm learning to block them talent, I'd show it and tell my flow carries well when expressing how I'm going through hell //


Most couldn't dwell my life, my story, I'm a host in my shell I hide from the world and write this suicide note to myself ..//
I’m sorry to say, the Feelings-Are-Dead, I used to cry while Kneeling-In-Bed,
Asking the lord, just harassing my god. Just waiting to Hear-What-He-said//
All our conversations just Broke-Into-fights, I Woke-Up-At-Nights,
Hoping-I’d-Die, expressing emotions through Poems-That-I-Write//
With Loath-And-Despise, I would live with you just Devoting-My-Life,
And now to let you know that I’ve left you this is my Note-to-My-Wife//
we're Broken-Through-Strife’s, and tell my baby boy I’ll Miss-Him-Forever,
Be sure his Sister's-Remembered, the fire is dead, so I’ll Piss-On-The-Ember...//
You took me for a fool, Behind-My-Back, that Reminds-Me-That,
All that Time-We-Had, all you did to me was Lie-So-Bad, Emplying-That..//
You had some extra work-shifts? work-Bitch? You were Cheating-On-Me,
bitch I’ll Leave-You-deceased, my soul is Bleeding-You-See? //
You're Heartless-and-Cold; My love for you is Marking-My-Soul,