He looks out into the world and sees it for what it really is...a dark,
black abyss of nothingness
His hand tightly grasps his death
One last thought of her and he puts the bottle to his lips
He drinks slowly as the liquid poors down his throat and goes straight to
the heart
He falls to the ground and the bottle of posion rolls out of his lifeless
hand
He slumbers now for eternity
 
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