Suicide h.s AU \\COMING SOON//
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A story in which two young, distressed individuals meet at the place they both intend on committing suicide.
\\\\ "It's too late. No one can save us." I turned feeling him gazing at me. "Maybe.." he looked down at the tips of his boots. "Maybe what, Harry?" Our feet proceeded to swing back and forth over the cliff we sat on before he continued, "Maybe we could save each other." ////
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