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My Sucidal Attempt.
I was stressed out.
I thought there
Was no way to live no more.
I had the knife to my
Wrist.
I fell to the floor .
I dropped the
Knife.
I started to back flash,
All the people
Who loved me so
Much.
I thought about it for about
Ten to fifteen
Minutes.
I got up and
Put the knife back away.
I almost died that day
Until I
Realized how many
People really
Cared about me.
I am loved by so
Many people
I dona^??t know what
I was thinking,
That day.
I am not suicidal
Any more.
Just a
Depressed teen,
That is addicted to
Poetry.
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