Oct 21, 2005 23:00
oxygen is growing low
i turn and i see death
standing
watching
waiting
to drag me away from the place once so happy
the place that i would miss ever so much if i left
but there is nothing i can do
no words nothing can change because you are my past present and future
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They're so nang.
Are you taking music, for that composition thingy by any chance?
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