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One day Death came knocking on my door But I was not ready for death Please go knock on someone else’s door I yelled As I struggled to take another breath It was then that I had made up my mind, fight like hell Because I was not ready to leave everything behind As I eventually pulled myself from the smoky car Strangers quickly became caretakers that caught my fall And I was not afraid anymore Because Death had simply checked in on me then moved along
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Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
Survivor
One day Death came knocking on my door But I was not ready for death Please go knock on someone else’s door I yelled As I struggled to take another breath It was then that I had made up my mind, fight like hell Because I was not ready to leave everything behind As I eventually pulled myself from the smoky car Strangers quickly became caretakers that caught my fall And I was not afraid anymore Because Death had simply checked in on me then moved along
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Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 11:34 AM UTC
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