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STOLEN I PRAY FOR YOUR RETURN, THOUGH I KNOW YOU NEVER WILL. YOUR MEMORY PREVENTS, THESE OPEN WOUNDS TO HEAL. STOLEN FROM MY VOICE, THE CHANCE TO SAY GOOD-BYE. MY INNOCENCE DESTROYED, THE DAY GOD LET YOU DIE. CAN YOU SEE OUR DAUGHTER CRUMBLE? DO YOU HEAR THE BABY CRY? HAVE YOU SEEN THE WAY I STUMBLE? DO YOU EVER WONDER WHY? I ALWAYS HEAR YOUR LAUGHTER, IT NUMBS ALOT OF PAIN. IT'S YOUR VOICE I CHASE AFTER, SLOWLY DRIVING ME INSANE. DO YOU WATCH US FROM THE HEAVENS, PROTECTING US SOME WAY? DO YOU REGRET WHAT YOU HAVE DONE, MAYBE WISH YOU WOULD'VE STAYED? STOLEN FROM MY HEART, ALL THE LOVE I HAD TO GIVE. BUT LOST WITHOUT YOUR SOUL, THAT REMINDED ME TO LIVE. |
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