thesuicidenotes
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My Friend
I've got the words
They're just not ready
To be seen by the world
Emotions unsteady
A small town rocked
17 years old and gone
Death kills more than one really
And we can't seem to move on
We charish his smile
His laugh and voice
Never to be heard again until Heaven
All because of choice
You don't think it will happen to you
You don't think your friends can die
Now I know it can happen to anyone
You don't believe me....take my place and give it a try
Forever loved and forever missed
Jonathan, my friend
In Heaven with God, Jon.....
My friend
RIP Jonathan "Jon" White 3/14/88-2/4/06 RIP
No Suicides - Do you dare?
Suicidal Child
Days Survived
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