As I lay here, slowly dying.. I would hope that you saw me different... i would pray that you didn't label me the same as all the others. Just maybe I said or did something that made you rethink that life you once thought was cool... maybe the light shown through me helped you through a dark path... I just hope that in same way, in some form you saw God... not me.
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