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It aint fair you died to young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you, all the hell that I've been through
Just knowing noone could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today.
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat,
the only thing that gives me hope is I know,
I'll see you again someday.
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