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As I stopped and listened for sound at the door

I knocked and called her name once more

A soft cry followed by a bump and crash

I started to pray as I fell to my knees

When someone opened the door with the keys

My eyes first saw the blood all over the floor

Running like a river to the open door

Blood on the walls

The ceiling

The tub

Laying in a heap on the floor not making a sound

She lay with her face down

Trying C.P.R I finally got a sound

It was someone running getting very near

As I let her go and the paramedic took over

I saw them shake their heads

In a blink of an eye her life was over

Looking around

I finally saw what I was looking for

On the wall was the message she wrote

'Help' in big bloody letters

The 'me' kind of small

I walked out then

Nothing else to do

The end of a life

Taken away too soon

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