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On this day

The angels stand still

not a sound comes from the heavens up above

A sad soul in their youth

Another person dies

but not completely past,

the Death toll booth.

I can se it in her eyes

all the sadness and the pain

Her young mind frozen

gone nearly insane.

shes there at the gate

and struggling for life,

but her time has not yet come

she knows the horrible truth

She cannot go past

the death toll booth.

I look at her

there on the floor

she knows thinks shes nothing anymore.

I close my eyes

and say a prayer

that this girls pain

would just disapear.

I then look inside

the mirror across the room

And suddenly realize

this girls horrible doom

Her life will be ended

way too soon,

But this will be kept from me to you.

But i know that the next time

I wont be stopped

The death toll booth

never gives the test twice

so i leave you with a small amount of advice.

The 1st time you try

to pass the booth

you may not succeed

but the next,

you will.