I wonder what kind of person you'd be,
who you would love, the places you see.
Now its all gone, buried under the ground,
my life, my hope, no longer makes any sound.
Most days I sit and cry and wonder why
why?
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Written January 30th, 2006
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this is a little short, it doesn't really have enough to it. I would suggest putting a little more effort into it. The ending is just kinda bad (I don't wanna be mean) it just ends. I think this has great potential. Good Luck in the contest
Nicole
