Their Suicide (Poem)

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One night she wrote,

One dreadful note,

She left it for him,

That poor boy Tim.

You left me here,

Out of spite,

I shed a tear,

And died tonight.

He read the letter,

And felt anything but better,

After he shared her fate,

Dead- with his mate.

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