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this is something i wrote a long time ago...


Submitted:Feb 17, 2008    Reads: 153    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


When the pressures have pinned you

what will you do to impress those who expect perfection?

When the times have changed you

where will you go to change the times?

When the reaper comes to take his toll

How much will you pay him?

When the world comes to knock on your door

Who will you be to answer?

You've been waiting in that forsaken line all your life,

holding that little slip of paper that has your number on it.

And when your number is called,

when your time has come,

will you know that you have done enough

in this life?





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