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The day I died
The day I died
 you held me tight,
 shielding me away from the night.
 Your arms were around me,
 even if they didn't have to be.
 And I was happy,
 even if it was just a little bit sappy.
 
 The day I died
 you looked into my eyes,
 and swore they glistened like the night sky.
 Then I blushed and looked away,
 when you said you'd be with me each and every day.
 But I knew you were right,
 because I could feel it to, our hearts bound together so tight.
 
 For The Day I Died
 
   I found my love,
 
 
 
 and Rose to heaven, up above.

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