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As
I look up into the beautiful sky
I can only ask myself one more time-why?
Of course people tell me it was your time,
but they don't know what it's like to pretend to be fine.
To live each day with the hurt and pain from deep inside,
you don't know where it came.
They don't know how it feels to have to
live without the child who had so much to give.
To go on and on and never know why.
I can't understand no matter how hard I try,
I try to be patient and not get mad,
but of course I'll always be sad.
There is such a void and emptiness
inside you can't imagine how much I've cried.
And I know if I really knew why you had to leave,
you still wouldn't be here and I 'd still be bereaved.
-Author Unknown
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