Hurry with the stretcher here
Calls out a voice so full of fear 
There's only one here with no pulse 
Replies another with his results 
Who is the one who lies here cold
Who his own life he could not hold 
This man that lies beneath this sheet
The one they gathered from the street 
I reach to touch the cold mans face 
This isn't right 
It's out of place 
It feels so strange to look at him
As I feel my face grow grim
Who was this man 
A voice demands 
Holding papers in his hands
A wary soul who worked too much
And lonely too 
I figured such
As they load him up inside 
I feel the need to run and hide 
So who was this man here wedded to
This young lady claimed she knew 
Yes this man was once my own
But to this day I haven't known 
Tears from my eyes now fall like rain 
As deep inside I feel her pain
Why though is that 
Is this fact so
As they ready him to go
I hold his hand and read his name
And the cause of death to blame
The cause of death as stated here
It seems the crash had thrown him clear
But the name I saw did not make since 
Or jotted down in false pretense 
This can't be right I scream and shout 
As I try to figure out 
This can't be true as I exclaim
On this man you've wrote my name
I pulled the sheet to face my fear 
Oh dear God 
It's me in here


Can't publish but one a day but gotta tell someone
Thanks for being someone.

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