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I watch you sleep
I look at my beautiful
baby girl sleeping next
to me.
Longing for the moment
in the morning when she wakes
me up so she can go
to school.
I've always loved her and thanked
God that she's in my life.
I appreciate her love that she gives
me.
How sad is it that I say now how
soooo much more I love her?
Karma is a bitch...
I guess I deserve to lose her.
Maybe she IS better off with out me.
Just when I thought it'd be okay
they come here.
Now I dont know one day from the
next if she'll come home from
school...if they pick her up there
so I don't flip out when I see
her wave good bye to me thinking
she's just going to go have a good
time and then come back later.
But she won't.
Not till mommy gets her stuff
together and then she'll resent
me forever.
I can't be with out her.
I'll die with out her.
So, for now I'll lay next to her
and wait for her to wake up for
just a moment in the middle
of the night. Cry when I feel her
little hand touch mine like she
always does.
No more stories to read...
"You are my sunshine" will
be sung for her every night...
but not by me.
You are my world
my little girl.
My true meaning for life.
If you are not here...
then I'm afraid I will not either.
baby girl sleeping next
to me.
Longing for the moment
in the morning when she wakes
me up so she can go
to school.
I've always loved her and thanked
God that she's in my life.
I appreciate her love that she gives
me.
How sad is it that I say now how
soooo much more I love her?
Karma is a bitch...
I guess I deserve to lose her.
Maybe she IS better off with out me.
Just when I thought it'd be okay
they come here.
Now I dont know one day from the
next if she'll come home from
school...if they pick her up there
so I don't flip out when I see
her wave good bye to me thinking
she's just going to go have a good
time and then come back later.
But she won't.
Not till mommy gets her stuff
together and then she'll resent
me forever.
I can't be with out her.
I'll die with out her.
So, for now I'll lay next to her
and wait for her to wake up for
just a moment in the middle
of the night. Cry when I feel her
little hand touch mine like she
always does.
No more stories to read...
"You are my sunshine" will
be sung for her every night...
but not by me.
You are my world
my little girl.
My true meaning for life.
If you are not here...
then I'm afraid I will not either.
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