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Two Ropes keep me hanging
Comfortably alone
No witness to the final act
No worries to condone
A quitter’s revolution
is all I have to give
An easy fix to end
The life I cannot live
Two Ropes swinging
Always in my head
One taken one empty
One living one dead
Two Ropes swing in the hearts of us all
Which one will you use?
To live or die is no paradise
But hell is your fear to choose
A bruised and bleeding sacrifice
A tasteful waste of air
One last breath I don’t deserve
Then ends my love affair
I never felt more alone
Then when I walk the edge
And when and where I pay the price
Those bets cannot be hedged
A coward’s contribution
that death will never hide
Don’t give up on living
there’s no love in suicide.
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