Losing my best friend...

by Jasmine   Nov 29, 2005


She was a suicidal,
Girl.
She hated herself,
She hated the world.
One day we found her,
She was in her room.
But she wasn't alive,
Or so they presumed.
That was the day,
I lost my best friend.
And that was the day,
My life would surely end.

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