God saw you getting tired,
when a cure
was
not to be
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and
whispered, "Come to Me"
You didn't deserve what you went through,
so
He gave you rest
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only
takes
the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
so peaceful
and
free from pain
I could not wish you back to suffer that again.
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