Michael Dennis death Sept,10,03

Hit over the head by my own friend,
Woke up in harden concrete, my best
Friends face on top of me, made me,
Realized I soon to will be with him¸ But
Why me? I’m so young millions of thoughts,
Speeded through my mind, will anyone save me?
Dear god I started to pray over and over again,
Until I soon enough drifted off to heaven were I’m,
Supposed to be.

 
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