May 24, 2012
By Dominic Montalto BRONZE, Lemont, Illinois
Dominic Montalto BRONZE, Lemont, Illinois
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The day you had left my soul had died to, you were taken from life facing my curse, left me with
Questions my mind is askew, left with no goodbye rode off in a hearse
Not your fault still it drives me crazy, a ravaging pain turning me
Insane, why did you go and push up your daises, unlock my
Head say what’s wrong with his brain

Live in a world corrupted by greed, so you paid the price sleeping under mud, a victim of all these
Government fiends, they will pay one day choke on their own blood
I could’ve helped but I’m always too late, you didn’t deserve
This morbid like fate

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