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September Morning

My prayer was heard you will hurt no more The Lord took you the next morning. My heart aches my soul quakes I lost you that sad September morning. My eyes cry I constantly sigh since our last goodbye I will forever be mourning. I seek you in my dreams holding me again stay with me till morning.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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