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Minggu, 20 Maret 2011

SHE

She was young
Her life had just begun
All of a sudden it was taken away
I didn't even get to say the things I wanted to say
Only if God could see
How she could of turned out to be


Love was the cause
She was wrong and broke the law
SHe wasn't the only one to pay
I still cry to this day
SHe would have been 31 this year
Sometimes I envision her in my mind
As clear as I would in a mirror
I only hope she knows

that no matter where in life I go
I love her so much
I only wish I could feel her touch
Only if God could see
How much she meant to me

Why won't the sorrow disappear?
Why can't I stop shedding the tears?
I never told her how much I cared
or how much I enjoyed the things we shared
All of mind is filled with hate
Because I never told her of my love
and now it's too late
Sometimes I feel she's here
I only wish she didn't drink that beer
For she'd be alive today
and I wouldn't think of reasons "Why?" to say

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