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A Poem by freelancejouster
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except,
when someone told me
how often it was that they thought of
suicide,

i could do nothing but cry
and do my best to hold them, 
though they were much larger
than i.

my number was larger,
but that wasn't the point of
it at all.





© 2012 freelancejouster



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This is very intriguing and beautifully introspective

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good one

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