Suicide is my thought of dying,
Crawling out of hole I made,
Suicide is my only way out of my pain I feel,
Explain why I can’t kill or hurt myself,
This is priceless for every suicidal thoughts,
The thoughts that runs through my head,
The things you have said,
The way you racquet me,
The way you make fun of me,
This is why I want to die,
Suicide is my only way out,
The way out of the pain you have caused me see.

by Jennifer Rondeau

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This is a great moving poem
Thankfully for ally do thank you o much ok ok ok 👍 great jobs
Very moving poem
I found this poem to be very moving, most poems settle for ok but John Mcrae is not one of them
is john mcdonalds dead?
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