Once Tried Suicide

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The rope swings gently, to and fro,
Just as gently, so the wind blows,
Standing up I kick away the chair.
There are no visions,
And no life replayed,
Just my breath taken away,
My neck snapped,
The rope pulled taut,
Gone forever, my life of rot.