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THE TEARS THAT I CRY


  OH THE SWEET PAIN OF NOT KNOWING 

NOT KNOWING WHAT COULD OF BEEN 

   IF YOU WERE STILL ALIVE HERE WITH US ON EARTH

BUT YET I KNOW THAT YOU ARE IN A BETTER PLACE.

 

    NOT IN PAIN ANYMORE BUT THE PAIN THAT WE FEEL 

FROM MISSING YOU SO MUCH WHEN YOU WERE THE GLUE 

   THAT KEPT THE FAMILY TOGETHER WHEN YOU WERE ALIVE.

 

YOU WERE WHAT KEPT THE FAMI8LY AS A WHOLE SECTION 

     BUT NOW THAT YOU ARE GONE THERE IS NO MORE FAMILY 

BECAUSE NOONE HAS THE SAME STRONG WILLED HEART 

    OR THE SAME BELIEFS.

 

YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE THAT COUOLD TALK SENSE INTO US 

    BUT NOW THERE IS NOONE SO WE ARE GOING IN OUR OWN DIRECTIONS

TO TRY TO GET THE FAMILY BACK TOGETHER AS A WHOLE

    SO YOU ARE MISSED SO MUCH BY ALL OF US.

 

WONDERING WHAT IT WOULD BE IF YOU WERE STILL HERE 

   AS I SIT HERE WONDERING I START TO TEAR UP 

BUT NOONE CAN NOTICE THE TEARS AS SORROW TEARS

    PEOPLE JUST THINK IT IS ME BEING WEAK. 

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