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It's so loud - like a thunder like the storm of the girl she was quick as lightning and gone It's so loud louder than ever I don't remember her heart being so loud so proud of my little girl I didn't find enough time to listen to her to listen to her heart to listen to her heart beats I didn't find moments to hold her I could have told her - look after your heart it's so easily snatched away I didn't hold her ---- hear her --------- dance with her nearly enough to know her heart I wasn't nearly father enough Listen listen to her heart with so much more life to give with more life to live Listen to me
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC
Loud
It's so loud - like a thunder like the storm of the girl she was quick as lightning and gone It's so loud louder than ever I don't remember her heart being so loud so proud of my little girl I didn't find enough time to listen to her to listen to her heart to listen to her heart beats I didn't find moments to hold her I could have told her - look after your heart it's so easily snatched away I didn't hold her ---- hear her --------- dance with her nearly enough to know her heart I wasn't nearly father enough Listen listen to her heart with so much more life to give with more life to live Listen to me
Prompted by a you tube video of a bereaved father listening to the heart his daughter donated to a young man in need to a transplant. He stood there with a doctor's stethoscope against the guys chest and sobbed.
stevejeff
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC
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