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Nov 2016
Now in this school called life we live,
recovery the test;
What will it be from here on out,
sobriety or death?

It may sound harsh to say like that,
but down this road we chose;
There's nothing good, just broken hearts
so many more lost souls!

It's time we see the pain we've caused
our loved one's shattered hearts;
You may not feel it's quite this bad
but drugs HAVE left their mark!

Each moment lost with all your loves,
one purpose, to get high;
You may not have but one more chance
before your last goodbye!

Lost family, friends and others 'round,
this sorrow, pain and strife;
Each one effects of choices made
in game that some call life!

It's time we made our mind up now,
as only WE can do;
To give up all these hurtful things,
in life to just be YOU!

Let's make a pact to live again,
let love and life abound;
To put behind our past mistakes
to live for here and now!
Kenny Whiting
Written by
Kenny Whiting  Battle Creek, Mi
(Battle Creek, Mi)   
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