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It's a tragedy to greet death so young,
not thinking how precious life is
and continue the journey anywhere else
without holding a warm hand;
did anybody notice the sadness you showed
and the coldness of your senses?
Did someone help you to be strong?

You loved and comforted others
and complete a mission too short;
your compassion was the will of good deeds,
but someone is missing that radiant smile
and beautiful eyes that offered a joy never seen,
never felt when a faithful friend is lost!
You seemed so brave hiding all tears
and cried when nobody was around, it felt fine
to empty your rage until your pain was clean...
making a choice that failed many times!

It's a tragedy to greet death so young,
and realize the reason for your worthless  existence:
you did not fight like that captain
stirring his small ship battered
by wild waves in the vast ocean... 
while the howling wind threatened 
the flapping sails, but he wasn't afraid
and carried on with the long voyage 
that had just started, never feeling sad or unstrung!

Weren't your horrible thoughts despised by God
who was weeping for your lack of wisdom?
He wanted you to live, not to despair
and put an end to a fragile life He valued too sacred;
the days he gave you were the beats of a loud drum
meant to be lived with rhythm and purpose!
It's so awful not to have grown old
and know the birthright of an heir
entitled to a happy existence!

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