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Life


Heaven is so much closer than it seems.

Who lives, who dies...

its already written, just hasn't been seen.

Who decides on the life of a son?

a daughter? a mother? a brother?

Gone so quickly, with no goodbye.

My heart cries for that little girl's father.

A good man, one of the few

gone, by the blink of the eye.

God, oh God.

What are you trying to say?
I heard once that everythings for a reson.

And this?

this is one hard thing to swollow.

My prayer to you,

Is just help me through.

 

 

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jovviiee

I am a fun, tenacious, character filled with passion and ambition for the creative arts! I am a Senior and ready to charge, head first, at my destiny. I dance (classical ballet), write poetry, run track and field, cross country, participate in pageants, HOSA, green engineering club, National Honors society, SGA and I am at the top of my class! I am also one of the Project ENGAGE Scholars at Georgia Institute of Technology. I am part of as much as I can be to broaden my view and my knowledge of going to great heights for the things I love!

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Twilight17
<p>Awww! That made me cry. It's really good. :)</p>

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