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Sitting here thinking
I sat down and had a long talk with God today,
I had so much I needed to say.
I really did not know where to start,
So I started with my broken heart, the pain I feel, the tears I cry.
The empty answers to the questions why.
It has been a year since that cold November day,
When my angel flew away.
Lord I sometimes wonder if any one understands the way I feel,
Even after a year, it don't seem real.
I just want to feel like it is ok to cry,
and it is not wrong to ask why.
It is not wrong to miss him,
Or want so bad to be with him.
