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by Shane Hazelbaker Oct 7, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Breaking through the darkness I see no light, I am in a dark and mysterious night. In the corner of my room, my tears are no longer consumed. I walk over to a little shining star, what is it? It seems so far. Closer I walked to that star, then I stopped, cause it was the headlights of a car. The car comes and then goes right through me, it flips and tumbles and hits a big tree. Soon other cars were there on the scene, the lights from them looked like a fair. They pulled two bodies from the car, I seen one of them, and it was my star. I followed it to a small room, and I enter it and I hear a familiar tune. There's a small little bed with a small child, as the doctor left I waited a while. I approached slowly and there I saw, my good friend lying there looking so dead. As i sat and prayed by my little friends bed I did not know that she would soon be dead By Shane Hazelbaker
by Dominique Lewis
Sad but very good.;]