You Get Set Free Poem by something changing
You Get Set Free
you are dead
i am not
its not fair
you get to rot
i have to live
i have to smile
you get buried
your bones in a pile
it should have been me
who wanted death
but instead god took you
he stole your breath
i dont want to breathe
why cant it be me
its not fair
you get set free
Monday, January 7, 2008
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