Prologue

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Can anyone save a life,even if it's so far gone can you pull away from social media?
Can you stop the Avalanche from taking that lost souls life?
Can you even feel a pulse?
No,because you don't see the signs.
The scarred wrist.
The tear stained cheeks.
The light lost from their eyes.
The constant yelling for help.
The signs were so noticeable,
Yet here you are
crying about not seeing it sooner?
It's sickening how it works out.
That one person
That actually cared,is broken down.
Crushed.
Falling.
Paralyzed.
Their lungs stop for a grasp of air.
As they come to late my story is one of the same.
But my sickening ending was I was in love.

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