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You were not there that night As tears streamed down my face As the hours past by After he said his last goodbye In my mind it was my fault I could not stop him from jumping But how could I There was nothing I could have done To stop him that night It was like it was a bad dream I thought I was asleep The realization hit I cried for hours Looking at his message I told him not to I could have tried harder
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aw no you ok girly dms open but imma shower real quick id love to be friends , im here if u need anything < 3 !!
i like ur poems their sad but are u ok
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i like ur poems their sad but are u ok
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aw no you ok girly dms open but imma shower real quick id love to be friends , im here if u need anything < 3 !!
hey nice poem i love how deep your poems are
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@bobachi wrote:
hey nice poem i love how deep your poems are
sad
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sad
im single
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im single
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