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Suicide
Contributed by
xAnaBananax
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Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 01:49:16 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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I think of the day I met this boy
It was so clear to me
He never treated me like a toy
He Respected me
I felt that he was the one
And I just thought he was
And then one day he brought a gun
It was a big fuss
He killed himself in corridor
My tears fell on his dead body
I never wanted to know more
I'm trying to forget him sadly
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2005-03-29 13:49:16] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Suicide
(User Rating: 1 ) by Overstated on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 01:54:23 PM AEST (User
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a very dark piece of writting |
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