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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