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God, my baby came to live with you And she left some things behind. This pink brush it was her favorite, I would brush her hair before bed nightly. She is going to be scared God, Could you have an angel Help her brush her teeth before Bed, and maybe tell her a story? I've brought some things for her God, To help her through the days to come. I have her fluffy kitten and a night light To help her sleep. Just for a while please. She will hide under the covers, So hard to wake in the morning. Why am I telling you this? She is Your Angel and You already know her. Have patient with her Lord, She is just a little girl. If she draws on the clouds or Laughs too loud, just love her. I don't know why you took her, Or why she had such pain. I would rather it had been me And not Your newest angel.
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC
God's Newest Angel
God, my baby came to live with you And she left some things behind. This pink brush it was her favorite, I would brush her hair before bed nightly. She is going to be scared God, Could you have an angel Help her brush her teeth before Bed, and maybe tell her a story? I've brought some things for her God, To help her through the days to come. I have her fluffy kitten and a night light To help her sleep. Just for a while please. She will hide under the covers, So hard to wake in the morning. Why am I telling you this? She is Your Angel and You already know her. Have patient with her Lord, She is just a little girl. If she draws on the clouds or Laughs too loud, just love her. I don't know why you took her, Or why she had such pain. I would rather it had been me And not Your newest angel.
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC
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