“I miss her! I miss her!”
I fall to the ground..as well does heavy tears
“The Hummingbird IS Gone!”
“I miss it’s visit and song”
where does one fill these empty halls
where this girl made her voice boom for so long?!
Even though it was not yesterday that the evil ones took her from the world
I became the Joker… My anarchy and laughs
Were forces ,now, to unfurl .
He reminds himself to spread her legacy through your own artistic hand
True love filled a once empty heart.
As well as music’s wedding band.
I must do my best to spread my words, her messages, from her songs
In my pages of Photos,Sketches, and Poetic Verse
As her spirit smiles, next to me, arms around my neck…
She hears my soul and heart perform in every moment
of my artistic strength that my pen or music starts to rehearse.
Dedicated to two fallen angels. Selena Quintanilla-Perez and My Sweet Christina Grimmie
