tHe DrEaDeD cLiChE
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SuIcIDe..
the dreaded cliche..
the selfish act.
(the Great escape.)
seems everyone
has a few cents
to throw into the
Philosophical Honey
Pot on such matters.
(but none are bold
enough to admit
how stupid they are
about it.)
So...
Try this
one..
"A refusal to
dance for the pipers
of The World."
"Admitting that
Death is the ONly
Certainty in Life
and we likely die
endless."
"Knowing when
to Cash in Your
Chips before you
Become The Villain."
"Taking matters
into your own hands
instead of cowering
before False Ideals
offered by The Pariahs of
This World who enslave
Minds, and Rape what
may have once been the
Semblance of a Soul."
"An Involuntary Response
to the Hostility one feels
at the Hands of an Ever-
Chaotic Universe."
"Trying out ...
new things."
(Because Life Fucking
Bores You.)
"An artist's last statement
to an Imaginary Audience."
"Shit Happens."
"A cure to the Sickness
called Living."
(bang. and the walls
run red with Madness.)
bang!
(and the angels laugh
once more.)
Bang!!!!!!!!!!!
(spare your superficial
sadness.)
Bang!!!
(he slams the final
door.)
bang...
a Crimson Rose
surrounds his head.
(as they scrape him
from the floor.)
XIII.
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