*this isnt a poem*
My heart started beating faster. I could hear my heart beating and skipping some beats. As I sat at her funeral trying not to cry. when I walked pasted her lifeless body it didn't feel real. How could a wonderful girl like her leave without a sign or goodbye. Maybe there was signs and I was just stupid and didn't see them. Maybe she did tell me she was going to kill herself but didn't exactly say "I'm going to kill myself" I should have known something was wrong.
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Spoken word
PoetryHere I will be posting my spoken words I wrote i don't know how often I will be writing though
