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Last Memory...
Today I saw you from a distance.
 I came up and asked if you needed an assistance.
 Instead of you talking. 
 You just started walking.
 
 At that moment I can see something was wrong.
 But I had already knew that all along.
 Those times when I called and you never replied.
 I had a feeling you had something to hide.
 
 I followed you to your dorm.
 And I can tell from your face you were mad like a bad storm.
 You came in and shut the door.
 I struggled trying to open and when I came in your knees were on the floor.
 
 I came close to see what's going on. 
 Then there in your hand a razor was drawn.
 Seeing that I didn't want to believe it.
 But then right there you made a horrible slit.
 
 Now I'm screaming and weeping and asking you why.
 Please tell me a reason why you want to die.
 You turned and looked at me I saw you were afraid.
 Then I told you once you're gone there's nothing left to be paid.
 
 Now it's to late the wrist is already bleeding.
 And from those crystal blue eyes the pain was showing.
 I tell you to wait while I go get a towel.
 As I rushed back in I heard a howl.
 
 There I am cleaning everything.
 I watch you as you bleed yes you're dying I know.
 You're my only best friend without you where am I going to go.
 This is ruining me I can't take much more.
 A part of my heart is now sore.
 
 I take the blade to my wrist.
 You're weak but still pleading.
 But oh well I'm already bleeding.
 
 Right there I fall laying next to you.
 My body is all numb. 
 So now you feel all dumb.
 
 Everything is my fault things had to happen like this.
 I never meant for you to die so that there would be a miss.
 You say as you reach for me.
 
 Suddenly I can feel the anguish of my cut growing stronger.
 Then we began to cry.
 And as we share out last moments together. 
 We say I love you then die.
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