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Teasia Ruffin


Gone


Life is moving too fast
I havent even decided what to do with it
Before I know it, it will be too late
I've wasted so much time
I have a lot of growing up to do
Im not going to make it
I wish life wasent so exspensive
It's less exspensive after your dead
There's no bills and no responsibilities
Just lay there and rott with dirt
People say 'you can do it'
No I cant, life is moving too fast
I cant hold on anymore
I'd rather rott with dirt and worms

Submitted: Tuesday, December 04, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, December 05, 2012
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