Deep Poetry: Killer

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Friday, May 6, 2011

Killer

I sink to the gound, arms around my waist Feeling a tangable pain, please make it stop Never thought it would get like this The 'Friends' I had are gone, al because I left my boyfriend, Is this my fault? They say he is the best thing that's ever happened to me But they dont know how unhappy I was. My Best Friend would have been 17 this year This is the second year she will spend in Heaven All because she took her life, why didn't I save her?? Her life ended when she was 15, WHY?!?! She had so... Sign in to see full entry.

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