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My first time dealing with death of a family member
50 seconds and you only take one struggling breath
You're so close to your death
Please, if there is a god...
Just help him rest
I hope he goes to a place of peace
Down on my knees
Tears flowing freely
I hope whatever is up there can see me
I feel guilty
Here I crying and I'm not even the one dying
I'm a mess, a selfish mess
Is this my best?
Don't know how can I be strong
When one of my family is moving on
Fuckin' life...
His is gone
You're so close to your death
Please, if there is a god...
Just help him rest
I hope he goes to a place of peace
Down on my knees
Tears flowing freely
I hope whatever is up there can see me
I feel guilty
Here I crying and I'm not even the one dying
I'm a mess, a selfish mess
Is this my best?
Don't know how can I be strong
When one of my family is moving on
Fuckin' life...
His is gone
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