Which God would allow this?
Such grief and despair...
Still I pray and keep praying
So I wake up from this nightmare.
I hide behind this pain...
This is horror what I see.
It's stronger than I am
And it's taking over me.
I still can't believe
I saw you lying on that bed.
At night I try to sleep but I can't
Your voice is still inside my head.
"You have grown so fast,
But don't forget, my little pearl.
You are and will always be
Your daddy's little girl"
quarta-feira, 6 de fevereiro de 2013
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