lying in the hospital bed he said to me
dont worry my sweetheart im cancer free
2 months later we didnt think he would die
now its been 3 years and all i can do is cry
a tumor the size of a softball how could it be
that god has taken the best person from me
he promised he would live another ten years
that didnt happen so now all there are, are tears
my daddy my bestfriend it shouldnt be
that god has set my angel free: [
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