He's Alive

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It gets hard
everytime I close my eyes
& try to recall,
his memories flash back like a flashlight.

I'm in a locked room
trying to find the key
I would love to flee
but my hands are tied up, all tied up.

He's in the stars
& all I could do right now
is remember his presence
in my little heart
he's alive right there.

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