{"sf1_id":358225,"sf2_id":"rn9GWkKe","title":"nameless poem","author":"BigWiKid","words":46,"posted_at":"2012-03-27T19:04:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Suicide"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/358225-nameless-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn9GWkKe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/30/68/30689b0a-9e6e-4ee9-9f4d-0e28f69afb21","description":"a poem i wrote when i was sad","content":"I've stretched to far I've reached my end  \nIt's so hard to keep a friend.  \nI'm a loser a man with no hope  \nI hang life less my neck in a rope  \nFuck this world, it's just Hell  \nI love you all and wish you well\n\n  \n  \n\n"}