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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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