1,2,3,4
I saw him slit his throat.
5,6,7,8
he screamed out of pain.
9,10,11,12
he was just overwhelmed.
13,14,15,16
he was a unordinary teen.
17,18,19,20
he was the one who cried himself to sleep.
A million of numbers later
they thought he was murdered….
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Poems ..Help People in need
PoetryWhy do people ask for help when the people you ask cant even save themselves.