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I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you were always right.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
He was probably at the same party as I.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
--Author: Wildcat
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