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Our souls felt cold, and our hearts were dry
That was the day my family began to die
Though by God’s grace, we did survive,
We could not resist asking him why
Our lovely daughter met an older guy who always made her cry
The plans we made, the dreams we had, began to quickly fade and pass us by
We loved her dearly and believed in her, but she suddenly started to lie
He could have hidden the troubles of his life, but he never sought to try
She saw the fatal signs and should have said no, but yet she fell for the guy
The dreams disappeared, and the nightmares began, and we kept asking why
We could not rest; we did our best; we struggled with this bitter test
Our gentle home was invaded by an angry pest, who swiftly shattered our nest
She loved him still against our will; the blows he gave her slowly took the toll
He went to jail again, but she loved him with the pain; and our hearts grew cold
She bore him a son and waited for his return; our lives were clearly torn
Their marriage didn’t last; the worst has past; for them, we no longer mourn
May 27, 1993 was the fateful day when our daughter met a man with a troubled past
Thought our dreams were altered, our lives have since recovered; and nightmares didn’t last
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