Bro try dancing and rapping w dat kinda energy not saying I'm defending em but if u don't rap sit down.i give folks dey props 2 have dat breathe control n dance like dat ain't no easy walk
I do not understand how she claims no one helped her while at her home. She has 3 sons who must have seen her in distress and could have called an ambulance or she could have called 911 herself . Was she referring to her husband Phil who did something that caused her brain injury ?
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If I die young, bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song Oh-oh, oh-oh Lord, make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors Oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no Ain't even gray, but she buries her baby The sharp knife of a short life Well, I've had just enough time If I die young, bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song The sharp knife of a short life Well, I've had just enough time And I'll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger I've never known the lovin' of a man But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever Who would have thought forever could be severed by The sharp knife of a short life Well, I've had just enough time So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls What I never did is done A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar They're worth so much more after I'm a goner And maybe then you'll hear the words I've been singin' Funny when you're dead, how people start listenin' If I die young, bury me in satin Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song Oh-oh, oh-oh The ballad of a dove Go with peace and love Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket Save 'em for a time when you're really gonna need 'em, oh The sharp knife of a short life Well, I've had just enough time So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls
