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Monday, February 13, 2006

MY SON.....ALWAYS IN MY HEART

You were took away
from my warm embrace
As I kissed your cheeks
and touched your face
My tears rolled down
to a river of love
As I watched a light
rise up above
I held your hand
for a silent sign
As an angel whispered softly
This was your time.




HOW CRUEL THAT YOU WERE TAKEN FROM ME
BECAUSE OF YOUR FATHERS HOSTILITY
HIS RAGE
HIS ANGER
HIS VIOLENT TEMPER
YOUR BREATH STOLEN
BEFORE IT BEGAN
HOW DOES HE LIVE WITH SUCH GUILT?

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