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Oct 2014
This is it, my final minutes of life
Siting here, thinking, racing against the clock
My hand shaking, tears rolling down my face
I want to say my final goodbyes, to those I hate and love
Sitting here thinking, I have so much to say
For I am grateful for my short life.
I'm sorry for all my careless stupid mistakes
And any of the greatest moments ruined
But I'm happy for all the people I've met
Wondering if those people in school will miss me
Or that the death of me will bring my family together.
Hoping that my family can get over my disappearance
And that my friends will now learn to appreciate me.
Wishing I could take one last walk with Frankie
Or have that one last play fight with Chris.
Treat my mother to that god awful place Chevys.
Maybe letting my dad beat me one last time in cards.
Like I said I'm going to miss all of you,
I've got to go death is knocking on the door...
Burning building poem... Aka if a building was on fire what would I write
Kayla V Barreto
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Kayla V Barreto  NonYaBusiness
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