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Jul 2012
I now know why she left us, in such a heated rush, she felt like she was a burdening to everyone of us. It was as if she heeded that feeling of despair and felt that it was needed to make her souls repair. But time would soon show us this was not in life's works God became quite jealous of her selfish quirks. One day death came a calling with no warning of its greed it took her quite willing with no regard for plead. Sadly now this feeling is weighed upon my head I hope this ain't a dealing of the taking of me dead.
Written by
Stevo Agreed
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