I remember feeling bad for the guy. It’s suicide regardless. everybody around me was waxing poetic But I thought of the pain inhaling the fireball and hearing the sizzling of one’s own flesh before losing awareness and that moment of regret that had to flash past

I remember feeling bad for the guy. It’s suicide regardless.

everybody around me was waxing poetic But I thought of the pain inhaling the fireball and hearing the sizzling of one’s own flesh before losing awareness and that moment of regret that had to flash past

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