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Runaway Tears
she fights a losing battle to stay awake or sleep i sit here watching her fade away before my eyes im not ready for this its too soon after dads passing oh dear god not another dual passing again please history repeats parents and sons runaway tears rule two brothers died nine months apart i never mourned fourteen years passes to have history repeat itself my father passed this christmas eve pains too fresh as i sit here watching her fade before my eyes i cry history repeats parents and sons runaway tears rule the agony i feel as i come to terms with this the inevitable it is tremendous and i realize we are never really prepared for the final demise of love towards day break she begins to relax and sleeps history repeats parents and sons runaway tears rule i know i have no say in what was ordained at birth but for my own peace of mind i ask that she be given another year so history doesnt prove itself to repeat i can deal with her passing then just dont repeat history repeats parents and sons runaway tears rule 
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