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FromMeToYou


If you're hearing this, it's too late,

I've gone ahead and bitten the bait.

My giant didn't fall;

My throw was too small.

I've ended up in a better place.

 

But those of you left behind,

Please don't treat your life like I did mine.

Learn from my mistakes:

When your life just breaks,

Don't run away and hide.

 

There's no hope for me anymore

But you don't need to go through the same door.

Please remember that all you need

Is friends, prayer, and therapy.

Fight that problem to the core.

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