His Journey
His journey is done
His part didn't play
His scen didn't shown
His destiny didn't ritch
He was my supportive cast
He was made to give me a shorts happiness
Miscourage I hate you
You took my son before birth
You took my pride
Oh dear God what have I done to you?
Why did you decide to take Nazareth away from me?
God I was hoping to cary him
His day is Done
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