Looking down this road I notice all my flaws when it comes to love
I love too much
Not enough
Then I think of you and how you are
Loving everyone
No matter what
Then when I remember that you're gone all I can think of is
Maybe I didn't love you enough
Maybe I didn't believe in you enough
Maybe I just wasn't good enough to save you
But it's not my fault
It's no ones fault
No one can save the body of those who are gone but you just have to remember
They are always with you
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