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By heidi92311
22.11.2005
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walking


	This morning I walked in to the cold to tell you a story yet untold down the white and drifted street I walked to the bus stop in hopes we would meet I waited and waited but you never did show when the bus finally came to go I chose my seat up in the front.Cause the whole ride there id sit in the front because I’d know the whole ride there id sit in a slump. We could not stand it so we searched in the cafes and in all of the shops nope no luck so we got back on the bus and once again I chose my seat up in the front cause the whole ride there id sit in a slump. we rounded a corner oh no, no breaks we headed on straight there was the bus there was the cliff, next thing I knew I heard sirens I saw lights I woke in the hospital with you by my side you eyes were blood shot I could tell you have cried I tried to speak and you said no don’t speak, I said no I have to tell you some thing I love you the doctor came out and told you I had died and on his shoulder you wiped and cried but the twist of this story me and you are both are dead on the same grave. *Written by heidi92311* Submitted by heidi92311

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summer

1095 days ago Reply

no offense...but what is this??????

dani

1089 days ago Reply

heidi92311, I love your work. I think it's amazing. I don't know how you thought of this but I sure love it. Do you have any more? I'd love to read them....

Dani

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