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i had to go now it was my time
i realy couldnt think of anyone elses life but mine
i had no time to say good things like please
or sit down and chat about old memories
no time for "you did it" "super" "good job"
they jsut stood there and stared at me, a blob
i had jsut been elected to be on prom court
and now i had no time to do anything of the sort
i layed there in bed and thought about death
omg! wtf! i had no breath!
as i layed there in bed and stared at the celing
i thought aobut god and how i was steeling
that place in heaven that wasnt mine
and that even though i was gone it wasnt my time!
writen by candace sndyer (candi)
Added on: 21/03/2006 13:59:19
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