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Suicide

The sun is hurting my eyes,
I must go beyond, I must go beyond.
The river depth is making me blind,
I must go beyond, I must go beyond.

The humming bird is half flying,
the insignificant Bougainvillea is half crimson,
a moment half present, half numb
is so there and so dead.

But I must go beyond. I must go beyond.

There’s too much light; it’s blinding,
There’s so much depth; it’s an abyss.
I choose to go beyond- move forward;
It’s a suicide to survive.

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