She did too good a job in the wrist slicing department and died
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I said to her parents:

You don't know how miserable she was.
She felt she had no choice------& she had none-----
None tha she knew of

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They said:

But there were choices!

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I said again:

None that she knew of
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But you know the other choice
The other way!
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Yes I do:

I said
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THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL HER?
WHY DIDNY YOU PROTECT HER!!!!!
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I was quite dumbfounded

Finally I said:

I tried

But I couldn't convince her to dare try it

She was too afraid to live

Too addicted to death

In a sad way
She was sort of enjoying herself

It was all she had

Suffering was her friend

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I was stunned to hear
myself utter these words

They did ring true however
So I stick to them
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I say :

I'm sorry

When I stop

By her grave