Ignored by 'DraganMir'
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The was once a boy,
Still a vulnerable teen.
The others disliked him,
Enjoyed being mean.
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As he sunk down,
Through tides of despair.
Agony and anguish,
At the door to Death's lair.
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He saw no way out,
Nobody to be his guide.
The others ostracized him,
Caused him to run and hide.
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His pain he concealed,
He put on a silent front.
Still he was mocked,
Of jokes he was still the brunt.
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An idea began to form,
An end to the pain.
He had nothing to lose,
And something to gain.
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This prospect was grim,
To take his own miserable life,
Though it provided a small comfort,
It was better than his daily strife.
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He had the means,
Any old blade or a bottle of pills.
Either of which could easily end,
All of his ills.
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Him, the outcast, the strange,
Surely no one would miss.
He felt all alone in the world,
Longed for Death's kiss.
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Indecision's vice gripped him,
He was not a Believer.
He didn't know what waited beyond,
None could be life's retriever.
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The pain was too much,
He made his life's choice.
From this world he is gone,
No one would ever hear his voice.
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This outcome was not imagined,
The regret was widespread.
He was the loner,
And now he was dead.
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At the cost of a life,
That treatment was ended.
The pain of regret was felt by all,
The mental wound could not be mended.
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A lesson was learned,
One life too late.
The outcast now gone,
He altered his own fate.
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