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by StopTheMadness Nov 18, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
The predators killed you to them it was a game you did not know how worthy you were of your name. You were there in times of despair there for a listening ear and i knew you would care.you'd would wipe away tears when i was sad and listened to my complaints when i was mad. you were the friend nobody knew was there and now your gone while my world stopped others kept going and now i have to live in this world knowing ,I'm the reason your dead.