I wanna died first.
Thought at on time,
last man standing
was the place to be,

but there’s too much pain there,
too many bodies to bury,
tears to shed.

I wanna died first,
before my time,
before I’m ready
before I should’ve,
the picture of perfect health,
for a man of my age.

Michael. fanniesson

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Ted Sheridan (5/13/2008 1:51:00 AM)
You know Mike, leaving a nice looking corpse is no longer a possibility....so you and I should consider our other options...LOL

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