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What if you lost your child,
The one you tuck into bed.
Your little baby, so meek and mild,
What if he were dead?
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My head starts to spin,
And my heart barely beats.
When did this all begin?
How did I sink so deep?
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After you’ve been beat, broken, and put down
All you want to do is come out swinging
We come up ashamed of our small, sad frown
We never stop to think of its meaning.
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Since the day you left he’s been running,
Running from what was once his life.
But no matter how fast or cunning,
He’ll never escape your knife.
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As I lay me down to sleep
I pray to anything left
That I don’t fall so very deep
Right into the arms of death
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I know that I never got to know you.
Mom would always tell me that you flew,
What she meant was something I never knew.
That is until I had to grow up without you.
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Baby Blue

What if you lost your child,
The one you tuck into bed.
Your little baby, so meek and mild,
What if he were dead?

Its the worst of your fears,
But it could be a hellish reality.
Your baby’s breath just disappears,
Adding another fatality.

What if your baby went blue,
He’s gasped his last breath.
What on earth would you do,
If your baby met an early death.

He’s gone, he’s left earth,
Only blankets left to remind you of him.
Only seconds before his birth,
And already singing hymns.

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