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Save a life


They smile the brightest 

but inside they're crying

look at their wrist ... It's full of scars 

Look at their eyes....their full of tears 

They ask for help

but yet no one appears 

They're arms full of blood

And its starting to flood

they step away from the ones they love

And everything that their part of

they find no way out 

they have horrible thoughts ......no doubt

as they think in their head 

that they want to drop dead

since nobody listens

they don't seem to care 

their next stunt is.... to get on a chair

they make a note 

they grab a rope

they get on the chair 

Say their last goodbyes 

they jump off as their parents arrive

they find them dead 

They find the note and notice

that this wasn't a joke

The ones who were asked for help

are now depressed

They saw it was a game 

they ignored it

just like everybody else does

They scream for help 

they shout for help

everybody ignores them

Until they end their life

they want to notice them

help them once it's too late

help them before they're gone 

Because once their gone......their gone. 

 

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