the gravestone

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sitting in a graveyard

with stones all around

my friends and family all around

gravestones ingraved "to my beloved crystal"

i don't understand the words on gravestones

i look at the ground only to see the words again

i'm sure im still on  earth

so why is my name on the gravestones

why is everyone crying?

i look at my wrists to only see cut and blood

i look down again to see only a puddle of blood

i try to cry

i try to figure out what happend

the 1  thing that came to mind is suicide




Author's Notes/Comments: 

for a very close friend tara she means the world to me with out her i would not be alive.

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