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I Fell In Love With a Suicidal Girl

I only tell of sunny hours due to sunny wanting days Her sandy brown skin and melting baby blue eyes Told a story of sorrow. I only tell of sunny hours Due to sunny wanting days, a haunting of shame Manages to storm her mental mind. Kicking out The sunlight that would save her. I only tell of sunny hours due to sunny wanting days Rushing her in and out the dark places and shadows Called a hospital. Bloody love is what she called us Pills that targeted her throat that were linked to the dark I only tell of sunny hours due to sunny wanting days For the sunlight would save her, I’d praise.

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Date: 2/8/2019 1:16:00 PM
- A sense of hopelessness - It's important to talk about how to handle and help people with suicidal thoughts - A deep and serious poem, Patrick - // Anne-Lise :)
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