My Sister.
She took the left road while i took the right one.
She choose to stay out late while i choose to sleep my night away.
She choose to hang with the "in" crowd while i was with the science club.
The night she died is the night my heart fell to my stomach.
Copyright © Jayla Love | Year Posted 2010
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