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Changing your mind during suicide.
I held the razor to my wrist
With macabre delight
I was determined to make sure
This would be my last night
I had written my note
I had penned my goodbyes
I had revealed the truth
I had confessed all my lies
For three years I'd been fighting this
The teasing and names
It was time to have my back
After all of their games
Blade to my wrist
I took a deep breath
And cut through the skin
And waited for my certain death
You know how they say
A life flashes before someone's eyes
And that someone sees everything
Just before that someone dies
I expected to see
Images of hatred and fear
But what I saw were the moments
I had held most dear
I tried to hold onto the moments
For as long as I could
But darkness was consuming me
For forever - for good.
Time slipped away
And fear gripped my heart
Oh, if only I could go back
And change the start
I closed my eyes
And knew I couldn't change my mind
I cried silently
As I left my life behind.

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