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You used to hold my


You used to hold my hand,

one day you disapeared and I couldn't understand,

I couldn't see your struggles or your pain, 

I never understood your long game,

He was sicker than I knew,

I wonder what that put you through?

You missed more than you knew,

I needed you too.

You lost him,

Thats what you knew,

But did you have to lose me to?

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