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Sirens surrounding,
And caution tape on the ground,
Are you there?
What did you do,
Did you end your life?
Is it my fault,
Is it my crime?
We always fought,
And you threatend to do so.
I thought it would always,
Be a bluff.
But now I know,
That through this all,
You were plotting,
How to end your life,
Believe me, now I know.