I'm working on turning this into a track.... Ok, before I even post this and have to answer any questions... Yes, this is a true story.... Her name was Kristina.... She took her life in 2002 before I got there.....I want ALL the feedback I can get on this...

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by Static

She was only 15, she had so much to offer,
But she never heeded warnings, now she's lying in a coffin,
I tried to tell her, girl calm down, this shit'll kill you,
The guys drugs and drinking, plus you're poppin all these pills too,
Where do people go when they die? would they miss me?
Why would they cry? Eventually they're comin with me,
It's the greatest mystery in history, the sun is blistering,
In the misty air, standing there, everyone is wispering,
They all question each other, to put a finger on the blame,
They just want answers, half of them don't even know her name,
And as I stand alone holding these flowers I feel my power drain,
I tried to be there for her, in the end I was an hour late,
At least that's what they told me from the police analysis,
She overdosed on sedatives which causes heart paralysis,
Lost such a beautiful life living such horrible dreams,
Like in a horror movie scene, I wanted to but couldn't scream,
Instead, I just walked over to the couch, began to shake her,
It was too late, try as I might, I couldn't wake her,
So i lit a cigarette and then collapsed at her side,
I can't believe this happened, man, I can't believe that she died.

Where do people go when they die? would they miss me?
Why would they cry? Eventually they're comin with me,
Where'm I gonna go when I die? will you miss me?
Why would you cry? Eventually you're comin with me!

I guess I cried for an uncountable time I couldn't stop,
Wishing i could do it over, wishing I could change the clock,
Back to when she called and told me that she wanted life to stop,
I hesitated too long, missed the bus and had to walk.
I had alot of time to think as I was stolling down the street,
I didn't care about the heat, I just wanted us to meet,
I figured this was just another call for "help, I need a friend!"...
Someone to say everything's ok, don't make it end,
But in the end I'm sitting here beside the body of this girl,
Who thought that there was nothing good left for her in this world,
What could have happened for this action and reaction to take place?
I got up and pulled the sheet up to cover up her face.
Then I paced across the room to find the phone and call for help,
Seeing what i just saw I felt like dying myself,
See I was only 16, but that day i saw far,
Now I can see you on the inside for what you truly are.
I made a promise which I promised myself, and i still keep it,
That I would never turn my back on friends when help is needed,
And ever since that, I've always tried hard to be honest,
And To be honest I promise that I'll never break my promise......

Where do people go when they die? would they miss me?
Why would they cry? Eventually they're comin with me,
Where'm I gonna go when I die? will you miss me?
Why would you cry? Eventually you're comin with me!

someone reply???

Long and I liked it. Someone wif drug problems right? Nice drop homie.

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