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Soul


I look forward seeing you when we can every time we did my heart with dance
time with you meant everything to me we was on the same team you was coaching me
  I didn't notice the time was going around and around and as Time begin to age so did you
blue skies turn to grey when that doorbell rang, my light began to Dim and so did my soul
being told over and over that you was getting old and you was only have days left which means less time on this earth which means less time to coach
I felt guilty you told me that there was always a way but because of my absence I turn lazy and turned away Now instead of seeing you up and happy I see you cold and peaceful
I didn't know what losing you meant losing my soul sent from your heart of gold I feel this kiss with my soul.

 
 
 

 

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