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When death reaches out for us, I pray,
That I die before you, I’d never bear to be
At your funeral, to see your lifeless face,
So beautiful even in death, or, touch your forehead
At the morgue, I can sense tears in my eyes
Even thinking of it, dear, so I pray…
Someday when I’m dead, you can talk about me,
To your grandchildren, and then I hope they say
“granny…he loved you so much…”
And I want you to not cry at that dear,
But, to smile…your beautiful smile. - Custom comment codes for MySpace, Hi5, Friendster and more


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