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May 2016
Why you?
You're special
You believed in me
you were the Love for my heart
you were the food for my soul
you were my strength
you were my comfort
you were my drug
No one was there except you
I prayed and you were my blessing
But God Giveth and He taketh away (again)
Now you're gone
Now you're a aching memory from the past
And now I must let go
The past is no more than a frail rope
And now I must let go
Tha Kid
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Tha Kid  Michigan
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