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[title] => Too Late
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[bodytext] => They were talking on the phone, a normal conversation like every other night. Out of nowhere he said that they should just be friends. She suddenly started crying, he asked if she was okay, but she replied “no, because I just lost my entire world.” He kept saying he was sorry, but all she wanted to hear was that he loved her. The next day she wasn’t at school, and he kept wondering if she was okay. He decided to go to her house at lunch, but when he arrived he found her laying in a puddle of her own blood, dead. He found a suicide note that lay next to her with the time of 12:15, the time she wrote it. He started crying, because he didn’t know why he let her go when he still loved her. If only he had gotten there 5 minutes earlier, she’d be in his arms and he would be kissing her again.
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Too Late
Contributed by
deathwriter
on
Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 08:13:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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They were talking on the phone, a normal conversation like every other night. Out of nowhere he said that they should just be friends. She suddenly started crying, he asked if she was okay, but she replied “no, because I just lost my entire world.” He kept saying he was sorry, but all she wanted to hear was that he loved her. The next day she wasn’t at school, and he kept wondering if she was okay. He decided to go to her house at lunch, but when he arrived he found her laying in a puddle of her own blood, dead. He found a suicide note that lay next to her with the time of 12:15, the time she wrote it. He started crying, because he didn’t know why he let her go when he still loved her. If only he had gotten there 5 minutes earlier, she’d be in his arms and he would be kissing her again.
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Re: Too Late
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by sick_n_twisted on
Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 09:30:28 PM AEST
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| oh my god if that is true im so sorry sad poem |
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Re: Too Late
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by humboldtsweetie33 on
Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 10:38:52 PM AEST
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| wow what a powerful and meaningful poem. great job |
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Re: Too Late
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by Jenni_K on
Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 01:41:39 PM AEST
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This is as beautiful and as sad as your last write.. Hope it is fictional...
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Re: Too Late
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by BabyFacedAngel2010 on
Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 05:11:19 PM AEST
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Very moveing....Good Write
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