She passed away with no mercy or shame,
she said it had eased the pain.
Before she took that one last pill,
it wasn't he life she wanted to kill.
She said she was sorry,
but no one understands,
except me she said,
so i held her hand.
She left me with very few last words,
she said,
"Friend,
don't let these words get to you,
they're just there to hurt you
and make you feel blue.
Don't let your life pass you by, like mine,
just my story I leave you,
don't leave it behind."
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