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The Holy Trinity

And so he took the duct tape, and wrapped the bread knife to his left hand.

The serrated edge could cut through any rope.

It would be useful, if there were any regrets.

And then, he took the duct tape,

And wrapped the gun to his right hand.

It would be useful, if it should've ended sooner.

And he stood upon his chair, His final Throne...

And slid the Noose around his Neck.

He slanted,

From the left, and then to the right.

The chair wobbled,

And the ground shook.

And he wondered,

Will I shoot myself?

Will I cut myself down?

Or, will I hang?

And so he took the duct tape, and wrapped the bread knife to his left hand. The serrated edge could cut through any rope. It would be useful, if there were any regrets. And then, he took the duct tape, And wrapped the gun to his right hand. It would be useful, if it should've ended sooner. And he stood upon his chair, His final Throne... And slid the Noose around his Neck. He slanted, From the left, and then to the right. The chair wobbled, And the ground shook. And he wondered, Will I shoot myself? Will I cut myself down? Or, will I hang?