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How I want to
How I want to
*this is told to me through a friend*
Her pulse was weak.
Her skin was
pale and cold.
I was holding
her when she
closes her eyes
what would be
the last time.
How I want
to go back
so I could
at least say
goodbye to you.
How I want
to go back
and hold one
last time.
How I want
to one last
time to let
you know how
much I love you.
-Gene Conner
April 12, 2006
