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Death Calls
written by Dark Shady08:18 PM 11/28/04The Phone rings
I herd a sturdy voice
I never herd
I knew what it meant
I knew what they were going tell me
I thought of all people that
Said it’s the more it cost
The more priestess it is
It clicked
That’s not true
Your life is worth so much
Everyone takes it for granted
I thought
Of all the stuff I did
What I could have done
What I should I of done
I didn’t
I followed other footsteps
Now I get a call
From someone u don’t want a call from
You know what’s g happen
Your knees shake
Like a quake
You fall body all shaky
As if you’re Jell-O
You can’t stop
Your eyes start
To make a shower of rain
You try to stop
You give it your all
You try to make your eyes stop
Your heart
Now spitting out tears
Other then blood
You think
This cant be true
Why is this happening?
If I could change
The hands of time
And go back
Would this still happen
If I could go back in time
Would u still hate me?
Would u still have done?
What you’ve done
I think
Of all the things that
I could do to save our self’s
From this
But I can’t fix what I did
I told the man was on the phone
I’m ready
Slowly my soul flies
From my body
From being in an
Comma for so long
It self good to be
Free again
I look down and I see you get the call
A man with a sturdy voice
You fall to the ground
You cry you
Ask why
As I did and now
That
I’m gone
For what I’ve done
I’ll see you soon… |
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