She's Mine
Society wasn't ready for her light
Her dreams, ambitions, and goals would've been too great to handle
Everyone would've been proud of my baby girl
She would've been a fighter, never letting anyone tell her that she's less than amazing
My baby girl would've so beautiful
If I could've just held her, just once, maybe it wouldn't be so hard to accept that she's gone
No one around me understands my pain, not fully anyway
Each and every day she's on my mind
Whether she's here or not, she's mine.
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