She's Mine

Society wasn't ready for her light

Her dreams, ambitions, and goals would've been too great to handle

Everyone would've been proud of my baby girl

She would've been a fighter, never letting anyone tell her that she's less than amazing

My baby girl would've so beautiful 

If I could've just held her, just once, maybe it wouldn't be so hard to accept that she's gone

No one around me understands my pain, not fully anyway 

Each and every day she's on my mind


Whether she's here or not, she's mine.




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