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I sit here wide eyes sweat running down my forehead
Unable to breath
As I stare at her body just hanging there
her face bear
Her body limp
I left for 30 minutes when I should've been here
Her phone buzzes it's a message
"NO one loves you"
"Kill yourself"
"Waste of space"
and all I can ask is "why"

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