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by Kirsten Jan 15, 2008 category : Dark, fantasy / other
Busy streets Passing me by I don't even notice I didn't hear the cry I hear the swerve I hit the brakes I close my eyes Hoping I have what it takes I didn't make it Now I'm dead I still feel you though I watch your colors shed You didn't even care You didn't even cry I hope your driving And you don't hear the cry
