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she
written by seksiebeest01:42 AM 12/11/04she was his everything
she was his all
until the day she killed herself
he had nothing @ all
he didn't know what happened
happy was all she seemed
until the day he called her
he realized she was another
suicidal teen
she spilled her problems
like a fountain
he read her like an open book
he realized and understood her problems
and knew she's been wanting to shoot
he loved her
more than life itself
and it's safe to say
he loved her too much
now that's she's gone
with a broken heart he will remain
for hie heart will be with her
in the ground inside the grave
for no one knew what happened
for no on knew what for
the one thing that nobody knew
is that they were secretely in love |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
NO, this poem is not tue. I like to put myself in different positions and write about them.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by scared-n-alone (12-11-2004 - 01:51 AM)
| That is a really good poem but is it true??? |
by GigglezDaHomie (12-11-2004 - 10:09 AM)
| OH SHIT!
That WAS FUCKING GREEEAT! |
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