Treasure Island

Amy Phillip

(November 27 1989)

Not My Time


Don't know how
Don't know why
But I found myself crying,
praying to the sky

I tried to hold on
To look up high
To seek that warm corner,
to escape goodbye

And before surrendering,
I swore to try-
To make them understand,
that it's not my time to die....

Submitted: Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Edited: Friday, August 27, 2010

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