You all truned your backs

I asked for help
i cried for it
and what did you do
you tuned your backs
he needed help
you all knew he was going to die
you didn't even cry
and now i scream at you for it
he could still be here if it wasn't for you
but no now it's to late
god has already picked his
fate
as for yours
well they use to be open doors
but now
when god see's what you did
he'll make your fate
for you could have saved another
for now i miss him like a dear brother
as for you
well god says
that you will die
in satins eye
and no one will be there
to here you cry

-i wrote this for the people that told
me to shut up and go away when i came for help but it's all good
cause Carma comes back around
Carma finds every one>_<
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thanks sooooo much
aunabeth