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by oddi tea Aug 17, 2007 category : Life, society / meaning of life
At the side of her grave I just need to dream Of the good times That could have been She was grace She was beauty She was charm But most of all she was mine Yea I am going to miss her Sure of course it hurts But there is no way To bring her back It doesn’t matter How long it will be Because I will soon Be up there with her Covered in a blanket Of colorful flowers In a bed of silk Just going to sleep So relax, calm down We will be together Soon enough Up in our own heaven