Broken Hearts, Broken Dreams
Broken Hearts, Broken Dreams
It feels like a part of me is missing
Like I lostmy bestfriend.
She was dear to me and others
Atleast she did not suffer
Because God is always with her.
Her soul is great
My heart is heavy
I thought she would live forever
Through graduation and childbirth
Knowing she would be there for me
But with every whisper in the wind
With every sun that shines
Every dream that I dream
She will always be there with me.
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