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Death is Bliss
16 years, I don’t care about my life already
I have more hate than I can carry
Locking myself in the stalls between lunch and 5th period
My wrist is covered in crimson blood
I enjoy making people laugh
I’m a social person
I was voted most likely to succeed
Deep inside, I suffer from depression
I will die to bestow fortification
I will slit my throat to donate myself
I will stop the beat of my own drum in order to hear the snare of another drummer
I am revived in 5 different places, the beauty of revenants
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The second half of the poem is from the mind of the character-saying how he will take his own life in order to donate his organs to save five other people-he wants to see someones life get an extension, instead of it being wasted on himself.