Just a memory
Screw life its so mean. How can I trust god he took away Dean and my Christine. Why did he do those pills? Why did she get in that car? Why am I sitting here with a broken heart? I told dean so many times to change his life, all he ever did was laugh at my advice. Why didnt Christine wear a seatbelt? When I found out she was dead imgaine how I felt. Dean everyone who did blues promised they would stop the day they lost you, most of them didnt stay true. I feel like im the only one who can say i havent touched a blue. I cant imagine being thrown threw a windshield the way Christine was. I cant imagine the feeling of overdosing, goin into a coma, and never waking up. If you can hear me Dean please dont let this happen to me, I dont wanna die of drugs I wanna be able to give everybody just one last hug. Christine if your listening, I cant wait to see you again, your face glistening in heavens everlasting light. Now ill say my prayers and dry my eyes hopefully i'll sleep tonight. Now that your gone may all your pain be over, safely home in heaven at peace forever. When you died i hope someone was there to make it alright, to help you understand why no one was close to alright, how everybody was saying that you've died, reminising on all tha good times. I kno that your scared, but now you know that everybody does care, and its not fair, but for some reason this is how it has to be, its sad to think that you both remain just a memory.
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