i wish i could crybut
i wish i could cry
but my tears are dry
i wish i could fly
but am not bold enough to try
your loss to me was ahard blow
why did you have to go
look now i feel so low
the image of that day i can not dare to draw
why God? why did you have to take har away
because from then am lost on my way
alone am forced to stay
am still hurting so i can not pray
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