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She left me a message,

She was crying for help.

Then the line went silent.

The message she left was:

 

Will you listen to me

Before my blood pours out

Before I’m gone for good

Help me I’m drowning in

My own bloody mess. Breathe.

 

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Gasp! Come up for air.

Second attempt. Failure.

Like me. Like I am. Under.

 

Ahh! The pain kills as the 

Skin rips at the blade.

It hurts. I can’t do this.

 

Live life as a failure,

Or just be another dead.

 

Help me before I’m cold.

 

I rushed over to

Her place. She was crying

On the cold bathroom floor.

I put a blanket around

Her and put her to bed.

I saved my friend for now.

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