"Funeralsareterrible"

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By AHopelessMemory

"The lord is my shepard, I shall not want" This is a lesson harshly tought A soul so pure and selfless Over-flowing with love, be fearless Compassion beaming from the light No one will forget that night Blood dripping from beating eyes And when lost, turn to the sky "A Golden heart stopped beating Hard working hands to rest The lord broke our hearts to prove to us That he only takes the best"

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