I Will Always Love You

I Will Always Love You

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Complete Mon, Oct 15, 2018<5 mins

angel beautiful bhayah deep hevean

This is a short poem for my brother who has passed away at the young age of 22. I love you Bayah rip, you will always be in my heart. 11.02.1995-10.05.2018

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