They say you die twice; once when you stop breathing and then a second time, much later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.
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"What would you do if I died today?"
"I'd die tomorrow."
Stop And Stare
I Think I'm Moving
But I Go No Where
Everyone Gets Scared But
I've Become What I Can't Be
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This is my mommy guys. She’d been gone five years this August. She was so beautiful.