Jim prt 1

by Jess   Dec 5, 2005


It was about 6 pm
cynthia\'s cell phone rings
all she says is "WHAT"
thats when i started to wonder...
then when she hangs up the phone..she said something to me
Jess Jim is dead
right then i went into shock
Now its 5 days after and im still in shock
crying almost every day more then once...
i dont know what to do
i dont know where to go
you were like a brother to me
and now your gone
wut do i do jim
i cant take this anymore
you saved me from suicide once
how the fck are you going to do it now...
i miss you... dearly

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