Sunny days seem to hurt the most. I wear the pain like a heavy coat. I feel you everywhere I go. I see your smile, I see your face, I hear you laughin in the rain. I still cant believe youre gone. It aint fair: you died too young, Like the story that had just begun, But death tore the pages all away. God knows how I miss you, All the hell that Ive been through, Just knowin no-one could take your place. An sometimes I wonder, Whod you be today?
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 04:29:34 +0000
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