My_child

                                                                  My child

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                                           This child who makes my life so bright
                                           and always is right at my side
                                           She makes this living here so nice
                                           but sure this also has its price.
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                                          The pain of leaving someone there behind
                                          For now they're thoughts of you are not so kind
                                          They blame you for the broken heart
                                          And all this living far apart.
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                                          So now the hurt will never leave
                                          because there always is this grieve
                                          They say you learn to live with it
                                          But thats not true, not for one bit.