Girl in Red, Girl in Blue.
Girl in Red would always rush घर to get on.
Girl in Blue was always waiting.
Girl in Red would shake the mouse, bringing the lifeless screen to life once again.
Girl in Blue's name appears in a tiny glowing box.
Girl in Red cracks a joke to get the conversation started, but
Girl in Blue is listless tonight: not on for long.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red would see her name in a tiny glowing box and post a link that would make anyone laugh.
Girl in Blue chuckles, and rambles on about things, slowly reaching the topic of life.
Its better today, but not द्वारा much.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red is hyper that day, spewing jibberish tha doesn't really matter, but it has her attention anyway.
Girl in Blue keeps quiet, but a thought had been pounding in her head for a while.
Girl in Red asks a question.
Girl in Blue takes an घंटा to reply.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red wasn't feeling herself that day.
She vents a little too much.
Girl in Blue just sits in silence, and
then types a crazy thought.
Girl in Red retaliates greatly.
Girl in Blue is quiet.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red finally catches on,
and inquires.
Girl in Blue उत्तरों an emotionless message.
Girl in Red plees.
Girl in Blue is stubborn, it doesn't matter anymore.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Blue isn't on for a week.
Girl in Red is concerned, but tries to keep her cool.
Girl in Red posts a few funny posts,
hoping.
Girl in Red checks for change,
the 23rd time.
Girl in Red tries to forget the haunting thought,
but she knows.
Girl in Blue isn't on for a month.
Girl in Red tried to forget it,
lying to herself;
but the nagging thought eats her up.
Girl in Red feels guilt building up in her heart,
as she begins to read Girl in Blue's last post.
Girl in Red reads,
Girl in Red cries.
Girl in Blue: I feel like killing myself today.
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I wake up.
I run to my computer,
and shake the mouse.
I stare at the screen,
and begin to cry uncontrollably.
G.I.B : Hello stranger! Wats up? (:
This poem was/is based off a friend (though it ended happily, thank God), and has two endings:one sad, one happy. But even if this has never personally happened to me, I wanted to spread the word about paying attention when someone talks about suicide. One और ear to hear could be the difference between someone deciding to live, या take their own life.
Girl in Red would always rush घर to get on.
Girl in Blue was always waiting.
Girl in Red would shake the mouse, bringing the lifeless screen to life once again.
Girl in Blue's name appears in a tiny glowing box.
Girl in Red cracks a joke to get the conversation started, but
Girl in Blue is listless tonight: not on for long.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red would see her name in a tiny glowing box and post a link that would make anyone laugh.
Girl in Blue chuckles, and rambles on about things, slowly reaching the topic of life.
Its better today, but not द्वारा much.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red is hyper that day, spewing jibberish tha doesn't really matter, but it has her attention anyway.
Girl in Blue keeps quiet, but a thought had been pounding in her head for a while.
Girl in Red asks a question.
Girl in Blue takes an घंटा to reply.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red wasn't feeling herself that day.
She vents a little too much.
Girl in Blue just sits in silence, and
then types a crazy thought.
Girl in Red retaliates greatly.
Girl in Blue is quiet.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Red finally catches on,
and inquires.
Girl in Blue उत्तरों an emotionless message.
Girl in Red plees.
Girl in Blue is stubborn, it doesn't matter anymore.
Girl in Blue repeats what she has always said.
Girl in Blue isn't on for a week.
Girl in Red is concerned, but tries to keep her cool.
Girl in Red posts a few funny posts,
hoping.
Girl in Red checks for change,
the 23rd time.
Girl in Red tries to forget the haunting thought,
but she knows.
Girl in Blue isn't on for a month.
Girl in Red tried to forget it,
lying to herself;
but the nagging thought eats her up.
Girl in Red feels guilt building up in her heart,
as she begins to read Girl in Blue's last post.
Girl in Red reads,
Girl in Red cries.
Girl in Blue: I feel like killing myself today.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I wake up.
I run to my computer,
and shake the mouse.
I stare at the screen,
and begin to cry uncontrollably.
G.I.B : Hello stranger! Wats up? (:
This poem was/is based off a friend (though it ended happily, thank God), and has two endings:one sad, one happy. But even if this has never personally happened to me, I wanted to spread the word about paying attention when someone talks about suicide. One और ear to hear could be the difference between someone deciding to live, या take their own life.
