Lifes Too Short
You never got to draw your first breath
It was taking from you by death
You were your mothers pride and joy
Like a child with a shiny new toy
Why you were taken from us we do not know
We can not see you where you go
These things just seem to happen with some
We will see you both in kingdom come
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