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Feb 19
I am here to tell you that you were wrongas I listen from the hallthe air around us becomesIf you come and visit and you can't handle it
I am here to tell you that you were wrongas I listen from the hallthe air around us becomesIf you come and visit and you can't handle it
Mom is gone to heaventhe love you gaveIt was torn all apart.When I look up at the sky
I couldn't keep up with itI don't know if I will ever understandI've been feeling a strange pain insidethose of which will never come true.