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Frank...

It was the strangest thing when frank came undone, we thought it was the gravitational pull but he never broke all the way down we asked him how the weather was but you know Frank, he was never much for chit-chat always a little morose so there he was in such a state we almost couldn't even see Frank he might as well have been in pennsylvania though I hear the waters no good and he never did say why Frank was always inscrutable just sat there with his rotten pumpkin it had sat out there for months we always looked at Frank thinking how he was a bit childlike but never in an adoring, innocent way of course in an unreasonable, pestering way sad really, his age was beyond him and the day we talked about? well that was the last of him Frank was the last of us i think when he left there was no point to have an us anymore, i mean we wondered where he could go with a sanity so flustered and we knew after that he wouldn't make it a strange relief, our mutual decision Frank always said he wanted to go out with a bang, after all

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Date: 3/29/2010 6:37:00 AM
Well, not exactly sure about this one and some say that is very good writing..I feel a piece that is humorous but then at the end I feel that this is about suicide..Sara
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