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May 2012
This hatred my dear
of the healthiest years
is worse than we feared dear
worse than we feared

it eats you alive
and tears you apart
this hatred my dear
its breaking my heart

This hatred my dear
of body and soul
of life and love
of joy and tears

Its dragging you down
to your 6 foot deep home
Leaving us behind
sad and alone

our times and our smiles
alive all the while
ill miss those the most
while i wander for miles

Alas my dear
its time to part
sad and alone
its broken my heart.
David
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David  Canada
(Canada)   
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