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“Here With Me”
Contributed by
willow_tara72002
on
Thursday, 10th June 2004 @ 04:01:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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Please listen to me
Don’t hurt yourself
I know your alone
I feel it too
Stay here with me
Can you see
This is me
I’d die without you
I’m begging down on my knees
Please
Don’t leave
You have no idea how much you mean to me
I cant live without you
I love you
My bestfriend, My brother
All I am
I’m here for you
I know its true
I’d blame myself for anything done to you.
I’m crying not
To think of you
Holding that gun against your head,
Pulling the trigger
I cant explain
What you mean to me
What the hell are you doing,
Don’t do this to me
Don’t kill yourself
Please.
Say here with me
Please, Please
Stay here with me
Don’t kill yourself
Stay here with me.
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willow_tara72002
... [
2004-06-10 16:01:52]
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Re: “Here With Me”
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by pixie on
Thursday, 10th June 2004 @ 04:05:03 PM AEST
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I felt tears well up in my eyes as I read this, it is so very sad,
takecare
Pixie xx |
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Re: “Here With Me”
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by diamond_tears on
Thursday, 10th June 2004 @ 04:50:41 PM AEST
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| fantastic poem. i hope things work out xxx pm me if u need to talk. always here to listen xxx |
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Re: “Here With Me”
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by Trisha on
Sunday, 13th June 2004 @ 12:00:28 AM AEST
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| I Know Someone Who Played This Game. Who Doesn't Pull The Trigger Is A Chicken. I Didn't Know Him That Well But His Friends Pulled The Trigger And Nothing Happen. He Was Next He Pulled The Trigger And He Was Shot In The Head. He Was Only In His Twenties And He Was About To Graduate. I Walkled Down The Road He Didn't Take. I Am Gald I Wasn't There. |
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