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Escape From Pain

So I went and tapped at Death's
window pane
then beat on the glass, yet it
was in vain.
Looking to escape this life
before going insane.

I looked for Death in liquor bottles
and found him not
I looked in prescription bottles
He could not be caught
I looked for Death in drugs
by doing too much
still, I didn't find Deaths
ending touch.

I searched for Death to end my
life of pain
to put an end to the tears
that fell like endless rain.

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