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Nov 2017
Grandpa, I can still remember the fun we had
Grandpa, won't forget the way you're smiling to my face
I keep you in my heart, no matter were you are going now
I hear your voice I hear you laugh, when I'm looking in the clouds
I know your pain was such a burden
All the hope, all the turnings
Turned to be the end, my old friend and my world is burning
Life turns to ash, know it's always been that way
I walk it gently to the grave and my family does the same
Mama's on her knees with tear drops on her cheeks
Grandma's screaming 'Oh Lord' I pull her take her in my arms
You were more than just my grandpa
You were my motivator to not care what people say
'Just live your life, fill it with peace and harmony'
Your words stuck on my head, hold a flower to my chest
I lay it down, force a smile and hope that you will find some rest
Written by
René  21/M/GER
(21/M/GER)   
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