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Mar 2013
Can you please call nine one one.
Make sure they come before im gone.
Tell them my heart is slowing down.
And that my sanity is not yet found.

Hold my hand for i am cold.
Make sure my breath is in control.
Are they finnaly on their way?
I can see the light, but i will stay.

Just tell them come at their top speed,
Dont slow down for im in need.
Bring the meds and bring em fast,
every minute could be my last.

Did someone call me nine one one.
Im loosing life, but im not done.
All these faces watching me,
im on the ground and i cant breathe.

Finnaly i hear the sound,
of ambulances all around.
They lift me up and drive away,
please save my life for him today.

As i lay still upon that bed,
too much stuff runs through my head.
Death will come and all with time,
Anytime it could be mine.

Now im grateful for this life,
and ill stay here and be his wife.
They saved a life thats just begun,
thanks for dialing nine one one.
Written by
Chelsea Avendano
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