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May 6
She wasn't afraid of death
I learned that the hard way
She took that gun and she went
How could she leave me like this?
My best friend is gone

I thought we'd have forever
Forever wasn't an option
Not anymore

She tried before but was never successful
This time she was
and it literally broke me

Because now I stare at that empty seat next to me
Now I stare at a grave
the same grace my best friend is buried  
Because this world became too much

She took that gun and she went
How could she leave me like this?
Suicide prevention
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