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Death did take from me My soul Did meet me at street corners And in the newspapers Did talk to me from the phone And the television set, With the crooked antenna.   Kill glared at me from the abyss of my mind Told me in bossy tones How little people actually cared For my wellbeing,   So what wasn’t okay   With opening a vein, Scarlet scarves warming my pale arm As blue blood did cascade Down to linoleum And was soaked up And choked up by the sheer Absurdity That fantasy entails.   Die whispered into my ear As I saw the people around me expose themselves Wanted me to snap And gut the girl with the oversized shirt   Str