Heaven.

This is a poem I wrote about Skip when I was depressed.

Ladies and gentlemen, please grab some paper before reading this.

{ATTENTION: THIS POEM CONTAINS CUTTING AND SUICIDE, IF YOU FEEL BAD ABOUT THAT KIND OF STUFF PLEASE DO NOT READ}

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3. Chapter

I waited for him again the next day, but he never showed up.

I went home and found a letter in the mail.

"Thanks for caring. I love you"

I knew something was wrong, and found his address.

He couldn't be gone.

This couldn't be the end.

 

~

 

But I was too late to stop it all,

His wrist was cut open,

And the blood red word

FAG

Was written on the wall.

 

~

 

His parents and I sat silent for hours,

We couldn't understand the pain which was ours.

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