Text Book Suicide
J
James McLain
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In a tub of
warm water I sit.
Sitting clear it was
and now
it's turned red.
The skin under
my panties
was free,
free of clear cutting.
Though the bark
was missing in places.
The grass
was well cut as well.
Anyway I came here to go.
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