Suicide is so hard to understand

why did you die? why did you make me cry? why is your blood splattered on the wall? why wont you hear me when I call? My last breath was taken from me yet it was you who was the one who died you were a part of my destiny your heart and mine were entwined. you were my life you and me were one I'm broken and defeated now that your gone. i will never understand your suicide as i stand in the bathroom where you died and when i said I'm okay i know i lied and this I'll prove as i take this cyanide

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