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Too Late

'He was a good kid',my friend said full of strength and passion he always lay my bed anytime he came to my mansion he has a good sense of humor was another friend's comment he never believes any rumor his time is always well spent with him u can never be bored another yet speakin about me go to him and depression would be cured he's the coolest guy u would ever see alas,those comments wia too late for i never heard them when i was alive they've treated me with choking hate that made me commit suicide as i hear those words in my grave i choked and boiled with hate i would've still been living,save that the praises wia not too late

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Date: 3/8/2016 12:19:00 PM
David, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Book: Shattered Sighs