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Life with out


August 15 2010 The day I thought my life was over Getting that phone call saying you passed away I didn’t want to believe it I tried not to receive it All I could do is cry and cry and cry My heart was racing and I just kept on pacing I went to your house the next day and I prayed and I prayed for you to come back On the day of your funeral… I walked up to that casket .. wishing it was only a basket, you know the kind you used to climb in when your were a kid But it wasn’t…. I had lost you forever, my best friend ; the friendship I thought would never end, at least not so soon As I look back over the past, I wish it didn’t go so fast But I’m going to do what you wanted me to do I’m going to go to college and achieve my goals and dreams!!! My life is going to flow like a stream when I achieve this dream. ~Jenna Beverly Powell
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