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[aid] => mick
[title] => Kyle and Sarah
[time] => 2004-12-05 05:53:53
[hometext] => If you know someone who is in pain, please take the time to listen, for once they are gone we cannot bring them back. R.I.P K&S.
[bodytext] => Kyle was only sixteen years old when his father passed away. He struggled so much with all his pain, we never thought he'd get through the day. Kyle loved his father so that he worshiped the ground he walked. So when Kyle's father killed himself it was nothing less than a shock. Kyle begged and pleaded, threw his soul upon the ground. He missed his father so bad that he finally broke down. He started to act unruly, never cared what people said. For the same thing that had killed his father was let loose inside his head. He got into a fight with mom, and so pulled a knive out of the drawer. He slide the knife into his skin and asked if she wanted more. Is this real? Do I feel this pain? Was all he managed to scream. His mom broke down in a fit of cries, hoping this was a dream. They sent him to the doctor who prescribed poor Kyle pills. It drained him of all energy and took away his will. He started to get better, for he had found himself a friend. And Sarah came to realize that she had the heart to lend. Sarah's parents were abusive and they hit her every night. They left poor Sarah beaten without the strength to fight. Well Sarah's parents didn't like this boy and so they tore her and Kyle apart. I don't even think they realized that a war was about to start. The police had warned his mother not to let him out of sight. Things like this lead to suicide. She never thought that they'd be right. Kyle and Sarah dissappeared only a letter they left to find. They had mutually agreed that death would be their bind. When pain does take it's toll, the weak cannot survive. And I know that if we had listened Kyle and Sarah would be alive. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 240 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Broken_Wingz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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