Dying

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Dying

God could see you dying in your bed
Could he read your thoughts going round inside my head

Did he try so hard to keep you alive
Did he know you would not survive

Uncertain afraid to know he let you go

Kneeling praying hoping this day would never arrive

Outside church bells ring Angel's above I hear them sing

Kiss your lips so soft so pure no more pain to endure

Sleep peaceful eyes closed
you died without a grain of evil

Annie

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