March 2, 2009
By Anonymous

That feeling comes back
And makes me weak
As I fall to the ground
I got this feeling around me
I can't see
I can't breathe
I feel poison
I remember you as I die
Then I see you standing
There looking down at me
You wave just as I did I when
I put you in your grave

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