Suicide

Empty like hell,
Deviod of Good\ Evil
Passing by like time,
Grains through my fingers

Beauty is collected\ dispersed
Through my blood
Life\Death
Knife\ Vein
And the darkness is very real

Butterfly, my darling
Madam\Sir
I am confused
Am I Woman\Man?
Beauty\ Beast

Before God\Krishna\ Jesus
I stand
Naked\Clothed
Bitterly recounted
Stuggle\ Triumph
And he whispers:
'You were my Angel'

by Alyce Crowley

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