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by Raychil Apr 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
She fell too fast It was too late, She knew she couldn't last, But does this have to be her fate? She's still so young, She has to find a way Time will heal what's been done, But will she press on another day? I wait by the phone, It has yet to ring I feel so alone, The tears begin to sting The hospital calls, They announce my worst fear... From my hand the phone falls... As the words "She's gone.." Echos in my ears