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You'd still be here, if Heaven waited.

How could life be so dated?

Each year, we grow older

And this world gets more colder.

I can't spend this day with you

Because your life is through.



I still picture you in the bed

And see you here, even though your dead.

Seeing you there brought me pain

After you died, I had nothing to gain.

I can't let go from this here

Knowing that, is my biggest fear.