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Jan 2016
By:D.E.T

People are tryin' to get by
But when they look at the sky
People begin to cry
Theu can't stop
Their own sob

Your grin
Was so, thin
That everyone could see it
People can't admit
You're death

That took your breath
Why? Did you flee?
Was it time for you to leave?
Or was it time for god to receive?
You
Into his blue sky
Go fly high

While we say goodbye
You did your best
So, go on and rest

Because now you are blessed
In gods hands
God understands
Why you land
On his heaven sand

Because it was time for you to rest
And to be blessed
Or not feel stressed
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