Suicide

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Jason David Frank

Dedicated to Jason David Frank (1973-2022) who died on November...

Jason David Frank

When it came to millions of children, this man was no stranger.
Kids loved to watch him on "Mighty...

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Her Last Day

Her Last Day

She held the razor blade in her hand..
Trembling, she reflects on her life.
Lost and alone in...

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Dead By Birthday

04/26

Dead By Birthday

Oh look at the days torn out before your eyes
It’s almost time, isn’t it?
For your big...

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Not Just Any Old Day at the...

they say shit happens, don't they .. well take my word for...

Do you see what I mean ..
She asked ..
No, but I hear what you say ..
He replied .....

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Endless Slumber

Endless Slumber

As she laid under the stars,
She watched as the red river flowed,
Slowly as it mixed with the...

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Dear Angel

It's been awhile since I wrote you,
Hasn't been easy to say the least,
I used to write to you...

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Dead to me.

Me too dead.

Dead to me.

My tears won't stop!
Betray me also - once hidden, blatant shame!
Cutting canyons down this...

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I know

I know

I know it's getting worse because I smile a little less
I know it's getting worse because my room...

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Rustic Flowers

Rustic Flowers

Rustic flowers on beggar’s grave
Penance for one I couldn't save
Mortality held in palm of...

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Seawaters

Seawaters

'Neath a coral moon
Cradled in ebon cocoon
Cadence tis Borealis light
Shadows frolic...

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The Runaway Bride

The Runaway Bride

You said that you loved my son and you were supposed to be his bride.
But you dumped him at the...

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The Light

By Jess

The Light

β€˜Oh my gosh stop, or i'm going kill myself’. That isn’t a reason for suicide you may say to yourself but...

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Scary Story

Scary Story

Don't you love a good scary story?
This will be one.
But be warned, the tale will be gory....

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Hopefully my last

Suicide/Death

Moving through their eyes,
They are blind,
They see me,
But they dont anything,...

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SHE

*TW*

She draws,

but not on paper.

She thinks,

but not in colours.

She loves,...