What I propose (a radical idea).
Pain seeps from us.
Inert mercury back-fills bones.
Once intent tears gone rogue.
Micro target’s tailored fear.
Veins removed from skin
So body hangs like a broken chime.
A panacea does exist:
Worldwide Suicide!
Ughhhff, my mother is not going to like this one at all…
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