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This is it Simon, I've had enough. No more I swear, the mess can all be cleaned with one dustpan and brush - get rid of the common denominator, all is pure - why not? This bus is cheaper than a Northliner, this is one you'll never miss sweetheart, there'll always be another one coming along - the driver, he wants you, if no-one else This won't hurt a bit dearest, well not at first it's best for EVERYONE cos YOU are the sacrificial lamb, if YOU'RE out of the picture it's suddenly one worthy of a gallery... so pretty. I love you hon, I want you with me always... I touch your face and it's forever, you can't let go can you? I know your head hurts but you brought that on yourself - you did buy cheap meat after all how easy was that? It would feel so good. Let's get out of here with Indiana Jones, it this was a movie it would be special. But no, this water is undiluted, it contains every kind of chemical you can imagine and they all give you indigestion because that's just the hand you drew mate, a couple of twos, no Blackjacks in this life so who's staying for supper? Milk and cookies, twice as good on the other side.

So how about it? Wanna come, wanna, it promises to be the wildest ride and so easy, you'll fix everyone's bruise, pull all thorns from all sides, though piercing your own; but that's the bed you made. You don't deserve this, my beautiful untended rose, this isn't your rightful cross to bear but to leave there's only one way you know and that's down. You can join me if you want, my door is always open, you can just slip through and It Is Finished



This is the most blatantly suicidal of all my monologues, with me playing the Devil's advocate and trying to convince myself to do it. Obviously, I never did. Whew! But it was pretty touch and go there for a while.