taken - shaneil richards
Waking up in the mornig in it cold im shaking
A he get out my bed and cook some bacon
Walk in his moms room not realizing why she shaking
But to sit down on her bed and relize what was taken
She said gma was gone at 9 pm when she was taken
He said no stop please tell me your faking
To get with the word im not playing
He was told to to admire what was given
Because some people dont wake up living
He prays forsaken but to not be next who is taken
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