September 24, 2007
By Connie Tinoco, Orem, UT

What more can I say?
I feel shivers up my spine,
my hands are growing cold and numb
It's so hard to swallow
I am not feeling sublime

I'm hoping that I'll live
I'm hoping I'll survive
I'm hoping for a miracle
to come out of the sky

The time is upon me
I know that it'll come
I feel it in my presence
So say goodbye to this little chum

I need more time! I say
Oh please don't come near me
Can't I have but one more night...
to study before this English test arrives?

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