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by The strangest thing   Oct 13, 2012


Its hard when you have no friends
Thats why he wanted it to end
He always acted like a fool
And tried to be cool
But he still wasn't one of the guys
So he often thought of suicide
He told the world how he felt
With the sound of a bullet
He made the pain end
Maybe they will remember him then

If only he had one friend....

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