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He remembers her soft kisses
and the way she smelled, he misses.
Two years passed by,
still he couldn't look his little girl in the eye.

Instead, staring down the bottle
of his life, gone to shit.
Everyday and every night,
asking,
"How did I end up like this?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry"
the little girl shouts.
But not a thought from his head
could escape through his mouth.

She cries for her mother,
He closes his eyes.
He dreams up some world,
where no one he loves dies.

She remembers her hands,
and how her hair was so long.
Two years passed by,
still she looked to the sky.
Never understanding
the hate from her father
and longs for his kisses..
he used to love her.

But that night they broke him.
Not a word from his lips,
not a hug did he give.
For his lover had fallen
to her unexpected death.
And he can't help but wish
that it was him instead,
and that it was his fault
his little girls mother is dead.

But she felt inside
that as well as her mother,
her father had died
from a dreadful night
of losing his lover.

Ten years passed by,
and they look to the sky.
All that wasted time,
and those sad sad years.
Can't bring her back,
but she only brings tears.

They remember her love
as they sit down for dinner.
She's growing up, he's getting older.
But the memories they share,
are as vivid as ever.

Now things have gotten better,
and in her eyes he does look.
For there was no one to blame
so they close that book.

They remember her kiss,
and the way she smelled
they do miss.

But they feel in their hearts
the love of a mother
and cherish the days
they have left together.