Two words, one meening
one word, many meenings
easy to say them but hard to show them
When needing to show it, its easy to show
When needing to give it, its hard to give
When having to get it, its easy to get
When haveing to hold it, its hard to hold
Now that you are gone we still know your alive
I see that you are in a better place theres no need to cry
Death comes unspectly and no one last forever
But just know you are in a better place forget all the pain and suffer
Dont worry ill be there walking in a path so straight
Just be there waiting for me at the gait
I love you papa i love you
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