the beating of his heart took it's toll,
he was no longer in control.
he was on god's map, he wanted him too.
grandpa if not anything, i hope you know i love you.
i was emily, your shorty as long as i can remember.
we'd take nice long walks in the month of september.
you'd tell me stories that i'd be ending up memorize,
now that you're gone it's
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