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Life is beautiful until friends start dying.
People that come into your life and leave prints.
You didn't know her long, but you wonder...
Is she scared?
No one sits with her at her death bed.
She is alone.
No one sits there and tells her to hold on.
She doesn't have a hand to hold.
A person to be by her side and tell her she is beautiful.
Someone to cry with her.
How hurt does someone have to feel,
To want to end their life?
How much pain and suffering do they endure?
Before the thread snaps,
And there is just no reason to go on.
And now you think...
If I yell loud enough will she hear?
Will she know someone is thinking of her?