He Died All Alone
He walks out the door
Doesn't know what to expect today
He feels the cruel stares
They come from everywhere
He just keeps forward
For back their is to much pain
He finally got to his job
Went straight to their corner seats
He saw that she was crying
All she gave him was a letter
He read it in front of her
But when he finished the door was closed, he was alone
He ran straight to his house
Grabbed the blade and her letter
He sat on his bathroom floor
Crying not wanting to do this
He sliced his wrist in every direction
And let the blood flow everywhere
He took some blood and put on the letter
I still love you even after death
He sat their and died
The found him their clutching the letter
His spirit sat and watched her
As she just walked away
He knew it was time to go
And passed on knowing she knew
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