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POEM: Roll The Dice

Let’s play hangman
our names will be revealed
do you know how overwhelmed we feel?
call the doctor
read us our last rites
this is the end of our lives
tell the boys never to cry
cover up male suicide

Poem is taken from Michael‘s new collection of poetry The Exhibit, which is out this September.

Copyright SilverWood Books 2016.

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