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Last published Sun, Oct 29, 2017
It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
All dressed in white, going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Sixpence in her shoe
Something borrowed, something blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down trying to hide the tears
Oh she just couldn't believe it
She heard the trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hands
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance,
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now,
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Lord please lift his soul and heal this hurt
Then the congregation all stood up
And sang the saddest song that she ever heard
Then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, and what could've been
And then guns rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance,
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now,
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
Oh I'll never know
It's like I'm looking from a distance,
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now,
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh, this is just a dream
Just a dream, (yeah, yeah)
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She has a gift, a gift that she had received from the very man that she had trusted the most. Her gift, being able to bring joy with her singing. She got it from her father, the very man that had taught her all the stuff that she knew about animals, singing, and instruments. Meet Ember Castille, 18 year old female with a knack for horses. She believes that people should care about animals and not hurt them. She, also, believes in God the Father. However, things started changing when her father got sick with cancer. Ember started to pull away from the Lord and fully blamed him for the death of her father. Her father was her rock after all, and she learned everything she could from him. Join Ember on her journey back to God the Father with the help of a mysterious boy that seemed to appear the moment that she needed someone's help. Life's a journey. But, the best journey is going back Home. (A/N: No hatin. I'm Catholic and Christian. I started writing this probably two years ago, 'cause my great-uncle and then one of my cousins died close together. So, please no rude comments. I ain't goin to put my religion on ya'll. I don't give a crap what you believe in. You be nice to me, I'll be nice to you.) _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks. ~Rissa
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