Your honor, I ask for forgiveness for this,
I stole a car, But It was well worth it,
My best friend had called me, And told me she broke down,
She took bottles of pills, And I had to go down,
I got to her place, In the nick of time,
She held my hands, I told her she'd be fine,
I put her in the car, And took her to the hospital,
With tears running down, I sat all alone,
If I waited any longer, She may not have came home,
I came in to see her and held her hands,
She said that she lived, Because of her best friend.
A contest entry
- Your Day In Court by Vampstress.
750 points, ended August 10, 2007, 11 entries
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wow this was sad and full of emotion, great job. Thanks for taking the time entering my contest.
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