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The blood stains my clothes and my face,
As I hold your dying hand
“God don’t take him away” I cry
But I know its too late.
I see it in your eyes
The light I once loved is slowly dimming.
Your lips form the words I don’t want to hear.
“Good bye baby” Your breath disappears.

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