~WHY~(FROM BY BEST FRIEND MOSES TO ME)

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    ~WHY~(FROM BY BEST FRIEND MOSES TO ME)

    YOU DONT KOW HOW I FEEL! THE WAY WAY I FEEL! WELL THAT I DONE EVEN UNDERSTAND MY SELF!
    THERES IS ONLY ON CHOICE THAT CHOICE IS LIFE OR DEATH??WHICH DO YOU CHOOSE?
    YOU GET THIS FEELING INSIDE WHEN NOBODY I THERE TO SAY I CARE. THAT FELLING IS GOING TO DESIDE YOUR CHOICE OF LIFE OR DEATH.
    THE THOUGHT OF THAT FEELING IS THE THOUGHT THAT BRINGS ON SUCIDE. SUCIDE THOUGHS ARE WHAT BRING YOU TO DECIDING WHAT YOU USE. A ROPE? NO IT MIGH BRAKE. A RAZOR? NO YOU MIGHT NOT GO DEEP ENOUGH.
    ONCE YOU GET THESE THOUGHTS YOU REALIZE THAT YOU HATE THE WORLD AND EVERY ONE AND EVERYTHING IN IT! THEN AND NOW YOU DONT EVEN CARE IF YOU LIVE OR DIE. YOU DROP OUT OF SCHOOL AND DO DRUGS. AND THEN YOU THINK OF YOUR CHOICE LIFE OR DEATH.
    YOUR READING THIS BUT YOU WONT UNDERSTAND IT BECAUSE YOUR NOT IN THE POSITION TO UNDERSTAND. THE CHOICE OF LIFE OR DEATH???

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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