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The things we feel so deeply are the hardest things to say. |
But, we your family loved you in a very special way. |
They say memories are Golden well, maybe that is true, |
But we never wanted memories we only wanted you. |
If tears could build a stairway and |
Heartaches make a lane, |
We'd walk the path to heaven |
And bring you home again. Our family chain is broken |
And nothing seems the same. |
But, as goD calls us one by one |
The chain will link again. |
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Good bye you old red bitch, |
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