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Jun 2016
He cries in the night tears of pain
His heart filled with so much grief, he fears he might go insane.
He tries to see a way he can keep going on, but he tries in vain.
"Help me. I'm hurting." He desperately tries to explain.
But nobody hears him as he sobs in the rain.
Now he lays there, cold as ice, with his own hands slain.
Suicide awareness I always see females being depicted as having depression but I know males have it too.
Abigail Sandquist
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Abigail Sandquist  23/F/Texas
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