Last Night
7 January, 2004
Author: Holly A. Badolato
Last night you did a stupid thing,
You got drunk and rode away,
You said that you were fine to drive,
But now I wish you would have stayed.
Last night you came by my house,
And we thought that you were fine,
But just because it seemed that way,
Doesn’t mean there wasn’t a sign.
You looked me straight in the eye
And told me you were not drinking,
But what I came to find out was,
You also were not thinking.
You rode away on your four-wheeler,
Just like you always do,
What was yet to come,
Was way too much for you.
You thought that you could goof around,
Play games, laugh and have fun,
You didn’t see him coming towards you,
You had no time to run.
You both hit with great force,
Knocked each other to the ground,
You were killed and he was injured,
Because you goofed around.
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| mr becerra (217.163.18.2) -- Saturday, October 17 2009, 04:05 pm so many people in ur life has come and gone. i wish at that time i was there for u. as for now our lives went seperate way but know that i have u back no matter what |
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