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Pride

I remember growing up With my family splitting apart Whenever some small problem would erupt Everyone's piercing gazes like razor-sharp darts Why did you have so much pride? Took it with you till you died Why did you have to, Yes, I'm talking to you, Have so much pride? I think it must have been some kind of cruel joke That to see my cousins someone had to have a stroke Is pride that cold, that mean? No, this must be some kind of cruel dream I remember that my cousin had to die To undoe all the pain, all the lies Now we drift apart again, in two my heart has been rend When will this cycle of pain end! Why did you have so much pride? Took it with you till you died Why did you have to, Yes, I'm talking to you, Have so much pride. As I speak to you through these words here I shed countless tears Cause I just learned I had a niece barely a year old Or so I'm told. Why did you have so much pride? You have all left my side Left me here all alone To take care of all my own Why did you have to, Yes, I'm talking to you Have so much pride...

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