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I remember when you said that when we died we scare the shit out of people when we were ghost,
Well after the accident only you lived,
So our plan didn't work out to well,
You tried to join me a couple times,
But each time I stopped and saved you,
It was to hard to watch you like that from up here,
So for now I'll wait I promise.

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