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Apr 2019
The Hurting, - they say some things are worst than death and this is one of them.

Sometimes, in instances of grueling
                                 pain
I think
of being
with the                 clouds

you made
that decision
&
you’d have
no idea
How much it
hurts.. where
Was your              judgement
*** this hurts
More than anything.
&
I’m sorry, you had to
go that way.
The clouds lament
your passing on
clear, sunny days.
They overshadow the
very demon you
tried to escape from.
&                                  
I’ve made a promise
To live for you.
To show you
that it didn’t have
To be this way.

You’re gone forever.
Lost within the fabrics of time
I’ll carry you as a lantern -
inside of me
till the end of the days.

&
I hope you finally can rest.
For once.
                                          
                                     Goodbye
                                      Forever
                                      Bao Bao
We miss you already.

Bao Bao - 2000-2018
Suicide........... I want to rip the word from the fabric of time, set it aflame. Erase it from the memories if anyone contemplating it. I know it hurts... but pain is temporary, even when it feels like it’s not. Please, talk to me, talk to anyone. Your life isn’t worth it. And trust me, it hurts the people who love you and there are those that do LOVE YOU even if you don’t believe it. Please don’t. You’re so important. You are.
Trelon Grant
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Trelon Grant  19/M/Charlotte, NC
(19/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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