The girl I saw when I went on the bus was at school today
In the packed hallways
I spotted her.
She noticed me and smiled like she did before.
But I headed off to my class since it was on the opposite side of the school entrance,
I don't like being late
But one question still blurs my mind more then anything else,
Why does everything have to relate to the past?
But if it doesn't relate to the past,
It brings it back
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General Fiction" I'm guilty of you passing away, I was the course wasn't I? But what is my fate? If I'm not the culprit, Who is? Death was only doing his job.." But does he know, a change of fate is coming his way.. In the most unexpected manner. PLEASE NOTE first...
