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Whats the point in living? We're all going to die
Join Date: Jul 2013
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Slipped Away (poem) (contains upsetting material?)
Mom, John brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mom, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A`s,
I even got the gold!
But Mom, when I went school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I`m sorry Mom, I had to go,
But Mom, please don`t cry.
When John shot the gun,
He hit me and another,
And all because John,
Got the gun from his older brother.
Mom, please tell Dad:
That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend:
That it wasn`t just a crush.
And tell my little sister:
That she is the only one now,
And tell my grandmother:
I`ll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends:
That they always were the best.
Mom, I`m not the first,
I`m no better than the rest.
Mom, tell my teachers:
I won`t show up for class,
And never to forget this,
And please don`t let this pass.
Mom, why`d it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mom, warn the others,
And Mom, tell the doctors:
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor,
Trying not to cry.
Mom, I`m slowly dying,
With a bullet in my chest,
But Mom, please remember,
I`m in heaven with the rest.
Mom, I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack,
Mom, listen to me if you would,
I`m not coming back.
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I wanted to get married,
I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress,
Mom, I wanted to live.
But Mom I must go now,
The time is getting late,
Mom, tell my boyfriend:
I`m sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mom, I always have,
I know you know it`s true,
And Mom all I wanted to say is,
"Mom, I love you."
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