I remember
When they found you
They told me your decomposing body
Was covered with flies
Decaying, rotting
Your final act
Brought too much shame
The demons of the mind (made you)
Suck the poison gas
To your death
Time has passed
But in my dreams I
Still stand face to face with you
In wonder who is
Torturing you now
Is it still self inflicted?
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