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Sep 2016
Never have I ever prayed that without me you would be happy.
I pray that he treats you right
Kisses your forehead
And constantly and I mean persistently tells you how much you brighten the darkest room.
I pray that your worst days aren't still and cold
I pray that you keep your chin up even when all **** knocks you down.
I pray that no matter how far we continue to grow apart that you will continuously love me just like I love you.
Lyr
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Lyr  Philly
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