She watches from afar
The people who knew her pain...
The Faith of friends is something special,
To welcome in to our homes...
Softly the raven cries,
sings Her sad song of death...
I hear time ticking away
I hear air swimming everywhere...
I held her hand,
Trembling with fear...
*song i wrote*
Chorus...
The pain of love
he has lefted...
My Mommy, boy, was she a
superhero. She could do it all...
Your letters still comfort me
and help me through my reckless times...
At the time of death;
The birds don't fly...
ALL HER LIFE SHE WAS TRYING TO DECIDE; WHETHER TO...
SHE WAS HURT;RAPED;&&ABUSED;TO OTHERS THEY...
A bleeding heart does not yet mourn,
Though waiting for death to unpleasantly dawn...