Anhelica Velasqsuez - Emily Thomas

Eight years old,
thats when we met
you chiped my tooth
and we became best friends
i know you, or at least i knew
your birthdays june.
you died too soon,
its january, you just died
frome 1997 to 2012
why'd you do it Em?
what was so bad?
that not even your best friend
could help?
suicide. death by rope.
just a week ago,
you sat with me
eating peanut butter on my porch
laughing at nick names we gave
the ones WE made
your eyes wernt sad,
You Werent Even Mad! !
it it becasue you miss your dad?
what about your locket you had,
the one they dug out
E.T. im sorry! but i love you too!
PLEASE come back!
i NEED you!
your like my sister!
you ARE my sister!
dont leave me alone!
i miss you, come home!
all i can think about,
is when we were 8,
E.T. its silver,
i just dont know
what to say!
exect that i miss you...
and ill be okay...
i know its not fair,
and you cant come home,
but i'll allways member,
okay?

Anhelica Velasqsuez

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