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I had wrists donning slits, flowing constantly

My broken body in a wreck: I'm wrapped around a tree

A crosswalk hit and run - the finish line for me

People clutter in the gutter, take a look and see

No escaping pain, you belong to me

Clinging onto life by the skin o'my teeth

My blood flows through the streets, deluge from the wounds

Empty jar of sleeping pill on the dresser in my room

My wet brain neighbor cranes, his neck to see in time

The white lights, a train bearing down on me

I won't feel the hurt, I'm not trash any longer

That that doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger

I need a ride to the morgue, that's what 911 is for

So tag my toe and don't forget to, oh, close the drawer