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too young to die

Contributed by ale5shr on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 07:07:35 PM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems

Why Jonny?
Why did you go?
you were only 18 not old enough to die,
but old enough to know that your mom wouldn't be so mad,
even though you were drinking.
We still miss you Jonny.
I can only imagane what was going through your head as you lay,
dying on the hard, cold, concerte floor of the neighbors house.
As you layed freezing to death.
Jonny, I never really knew you that well,
you were mister popular,
on the football team,
we went to school together ever since we were in preschool,
you would make fun of me,
with your empty locker next to mine,
I always stop,
to say a prayer for you every day
Jonny, its amazing I never really knew you,
and yet I feel awful about your freak accident,
the whole senior class showed their remorse,
So mister popular,
I have to say that I miss you,

Copyright © ale5shr ... [ 2005-02-01 19:07:35]
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Re: too young to die (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 07:41:30 PM AEST
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Its sad. Some people at school probably hated him - I'd hazard a guess that you weren't the only person he made fun of, and that they're glad he's gone . . .

You show compassion in the face of loss.
Commendable write.

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