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Jul 2019
Proud of my tears I was
They would never come
Now on bed I lay
With my eyes holding some

I was always proud
My heart was ever strong
Now in pieces it lay
I was always wrong

I wished for you to depart first
You wouldn't bear the separation scar
Now I want you back
From the land that lies a far

If I had a wish to make
Your face I wish to see
I promise I wouldn't tease
Unlike the old stupid me

Heaven is now a better place
That God blessed with you
Remember the people I loved
You were among the very few
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
(19/Bigender/philippines)   
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