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Submitted:Apr 8, 2009 Reads: 73 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
Taking my last breath,
Being stared down by death,
Not knowing which thought will be my last,
Seeing flashing images of my past.
A gun to the side of my head,
I don't know what I had just said,
Please help my God; save me,
Let me live and just let me be...
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