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by Steph Mar 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
I'm sorry guys I have to go I don't want to I wish it wasn't so They say that there's something wrong with me As to what it is They just can't see They're are testing me For every disease in the book "Diabetes," they say Is the first place to look If that's not it I'm not safe yet "Three," they tell me Three more tests I'll get If those say no Then will be the day When I can't see you The doctors will send me away So I say Good bye Friends I'm not sure, This may or may not be the end I say this now In advance Because later, I might not get the Chance...