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Sep 2012
As I cry
I write my sad note
On the back of an old napkin
Soon I'll be forgotten
Left alone in the storm
I write what I feel
I hide nothing
Of what I've hidden for so long
All the feelings
and the hurts
That know one knew
My tears smudge the ink
It doesn't matter anymore
This is my goodbye
My form of suicide.
Written by
Ashlea Daune  Texas
(Texas)   
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