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I Hope You Get This Letter

We were both sixteen When you took your life I remember how your mother cried You had beauty and brains No-one could understand why I heard you said in the hospital That you didn't want to die But too late... I heard there was a romeo I wonder where he is now PS You have a little sister They named her after you

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