Our "Little Mark" was murdered by a monster in 1997.
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A veil of darkness
Fallen on the town
There's a monster here
A sweet, innocent life cut down.
One so free who knew no fear
Why be afraid
With love so constantly near?
For love is what he was
Helping others, always giving.
Now, selfish, twisted, murderous ways
Means our "Little Mark" is no longer living
Among us with his smile so sweet
But will spend eternity's days
At the Father's feet.