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My best friend (suicide) part 1

by wyteboy

You want to know the truth? I lost a part of me that day My body shutting down As the convulsions started I guess that's what happens Right? Eighty two capsules of Tylenol Dissolving rapidly in my stomach As the seizures started I broke my little brothers lamp Crashing to the floor muscle spasms kept me awake Just long enough to think... Think of my mistakes And the reasons I wanted out The flashes of your face And the shades of your smiles But till this day, I'll never forget Not once was I afraid Not once did I regret I truly believed I was going to die And I had accepted it Sometimes I wonder If a part of me did die that day Left behind to wither away Haunting me from time to time Calling me to come back And to be honest I miss you old friend But I still have things to do So you'll have to wait a little longer Before we can hold hands once more
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Written by
wyteboy
32 / M / Sparks, NV
For You?
Written by
wyteboy
32 / M / Sparks, NV
Published
Oct 12, 2017
Time
2m
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#suicide
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