April 12, 2012
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It's time for me to go. Ya hold back your tears as i pull the trigger. Then i hear you shout, "No." At the funeral people say "I'm gonna miss'er." But I couldn't waste anymore time, waiting for my life to get back in line. Then when my spirit awakes, I'm in the ground. There's no flowers at my grave and there's nobody around. Then i realized who cared about me, that this is where i was supposed to be. And there was no more of my life belong a roller-coaster, and my name was on in memory posters. That's when i woke from up from my dream. And i realized that it could have been me.

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