You slit your wrist
you took those pills
you put the gun up to your head
You pulled the trigger now your dead
The floor is drenched in blood
nothing but red
but my life is now in turmoil
did you think of Me
Did you think of Us
Your family
obviously Not
No you Didn't Die
Now we Live with
The feeling that we are not
GOOD Enough
did your problems leave
Did your issues die
No but Now we
must remember when you
ATTEMPTED SUICIDE
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