Tonight

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Tonight

Tonight is a special night,
it starts with red wine,
and soft music,
I light some candles,
and fill up the bath tub
let the hot water flow
as the wine takes it's course
two bottles of wine
and her picture by my side
the music plays softly
as i slip into the bath tub
I think of all the beautiful moments
that we shared as a couple
I think of how happy she made me
more so than anyone else,
220 pills,
all bitter like my pain,
i feel dizzy, but numb
I have to make sure,
so i run the knife across my wrists,
and wait for the darkness to swallow me
the water, so red,
the world so black
tonight was a special night,
where i finally found peace.

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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