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by Hannah M. Jun 3, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
All those nights I spent with you holding you so tight All those things we talked about never did we fight I could tell you anything you would understand We could go anywhere you would always hold my hand But one day everything changed you were taken away from me How could this have happened we were meant to be It was late at night we were in your car I could see it coming the headlights from afar There was nothing you could do the car was coming fast It flung our car over the rail breaking all the glass They told me as I lie in bed how my loved one had died And about the drunk man who decided to drink and drive Copyright 2004 Hannah
by Hannah M.
Thank you Jill.