death of my father

A thousand times we needed you. A thousand times we cried. If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died. A heart of gold stopped beating, two twinkling eyes closed to rest. God broke our heart to prove he only took the best. Never a day goes by that you're not in my heart and my soul

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