My heart burns with terror
As the time draws near
Will my life begin or end
When your decision becomes clear
My body grows so weak
My mind is riddled with fear
This nightmare must end soon,
It must end here.
By: Christina
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| The Choice My heart burns with terror As the time draws near Will my life begin or end When your decision becomes clear My body grows so weak My mind is riddled with fear This nightmare must end soon, It must end here. By: Christina |
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