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I got this poem in a chain letter/petition. It made cry. crying
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> > > > >I went to a party,
> > > > >And remembered what you said.
> > > > >You told me not to drink, Mom
> > > > >So I had a sprite instead.
> > > > >
> > > > >I felt proud of myself,
> > > > >The way you said I would,
> > > > >That I didn't drink and drive,
> > > > >Though some friends said I should.
> > > > >
> > > > >I made a healthy choice,
> > > > >And your advice to me was right,
> > > > >The party finally ended,
> > > > >And the kids drove out of sight.
> > > > >
> > > > >I got into my car,
> > > > >Sure to get home in one piece,
> > > > >I never knew what was coming, Mom
> > > > >Something I expected least.
> > > > >
> > > > >Now I'm lying on the pavement,
> > > > >And I hear the policeman say,
> > > > >The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
> > > > >Mom, his voice seems far away.
> > > > >
> > > > >My own blood's all around me,
> > > > >As I try hard not to cry.
> > > > >I can hear the paramedic say,
> > > > >This girl is going to die.
> > > > >
> > > > >I'm sure the guy had no idea,
> > > > >While he was flying high,
> > > > >Because he chose to drink and drive,
> > > > >Now I would have to die.
> > > > >
> > > > >So why do people do it, Mom
> > > > >Knowing that it ruins lives?
> > > > >And now the pain is cutting me,
> > > > >Like a hundred stabbing knives.
> > > > >
> > > > >Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
> > > > >Tell daddy to be brave,
> > > > >And when I go to heaven,
> > > > >Put Daddy's Girl on my grave.
> > > > >
> > > > >Someone should have taught him,
> > > > >That it's wrong to drink and drive.
> > > > >Maybe if his parents had,
> > > > >I'd still be alive.
> > > > >
> > > > >My breath is getting shorter, Mom
> > > > >I'm getting really scared.
> > > > >These are my final moments,
> > > > >And I'm so unprepared.
> > > > >
> > > > >I wish that you could hold me Mom,
> > > > >As I lie here and die.
emo
 April 1st · Sun Sep 03, 2006 @ 11:40pm · 11 Comments |
