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Lying on the floor
With blood matted hair
Trying to keep her eyes closed
But she can’t
The horror before her
Is to much to bear
She tries to run away
But her legs have never been heavier
All she has left
Is a single note
A scribbled piece of scratch paper
She never dared to open
To angry and ignorant
He broke her heart
Why would she care?
He’s dead now
There is no turning back
He left her.
She doesn’t care
Why would she?
Although she can’t hold back her tears
Why does she cry?
He broke he heart
Then tried to flirt
He slipped her a note
She ignored it.
She reached into her pocket
Unfolded the bloody note
As she read it she broke down crying
She grabbed the knife she found by him
And she was never heard of again
All the note said was
“I love you.”





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