Suicide
My best friend’s grandma committed suicide and I found out through a phone call.
One phone call,
To tell us all,
Of her terrible fate,
One black rose to be her last date,
The decision was hers,
Not God’s or the nurse,
IN the backyard he found her,
Not a breath was left in her,
Down in the dirt,
She did it to stop all the hurt,
A grandma a mother, a person to love her,
And now she is… Gone
To tell us all,
Of her terrible fate,
One black rose to be her last date,
The decision was hers,
Not God’s or the nurse,
IN the backyard he found her,
Not a breath was left in her,
Down in the dirt,
She did it to stop all the hurt,
A grandma a mother, a person to love her,
And now she is… Gone
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