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By His Hand Hetook His Life

He had us all fooled this man so many loved I saw him just the other day and he seemed so full of life now he's gone and what a fool for thinking he was just alright he did the most unthinkable thing what do I do or do I say to his friends and family when Isee them at his funeral how could things have gotten so bad and he so deep down inside that he couldn't have talked to me or called when he needed me why after all this time did he feel so bad and so deep within his pain I feel some quilt that I wasn't there for him to reach out and touch and tell him things would be alright and tell him to give it a little more time but he was just so independent and had to do things in his own way now he's gone forever I cry I'm just not strong.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Book: Shattered Sighs