You Call It Suicide, I Call It War.

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Warnings : Suicide.

Word Count: 148

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"Please!" The brown haired boy yelled. "Stop!" Cold winter winds chilled his black heart to the core.

"Why?" The raven haired one, with brilliant ice blue eyes cried. He leaned against the steel railing, 40 stories off the ground. "I was disgraced! I was betrayed! All I am is an ugly face!"

"Phil!" The dark eyes of the other widened. "No!"

Phil whipped around, icy cold tears dripping down his cheeks. "Dan." He whispered. "Why'd you erase me?"

Dan stood there, left hand out, wind blowing in all directions. His eyes were wide, searing through the air into Phil. His words choked in his throat when he tried to talk, so he stood there, like a weeping angel.

"Dan." Phil walked slowly over to the taller man. Quietly he put a gloved hand under his chin, closing his mouth.
"Kiss my grave for me, sweetheart."

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