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If I would have know my fate
I certainly would have broke my date
You say how can that be 
A date's supposed to be romantic and full of glee
But not for me, oh no not for me

The north winds were blowing 
And I had no idea where I was Going
I was greated by some men at the door
They laughed and threw me on the floor

I said you'll never get away with this
They just laughed and hissed with an ignorant bliss
They pick me up and threw me in a room 
That was dark and full of doom

They turn on the gas
And that breath was my last 
When I died 
No one cried


Daniel Raymound