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Jun 2015
I can’t imagine when she’s gone

What I’m supposed to do.

She made me who I am

She taught me everything she knew.

For now, I’ll hold her tight

For I’m afraid she’ll slip away.

I never want to see her go

With her, my love will always say.
Kooky Collages
Written by
Kooky Collages  25/Nashville
(25/Nashville)   
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   ---, Ami Shae and Chris
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