Rip
Life has its own sequence
Everyone has a weakness.
Mine is being a genius.
Born
Grow
Live
Die
Before you know it everyone says goodbye.
Teaching people how to fly.
With the angels so very high.
Life maybe hard.
Sometimes you may get scarred.
Sometimes you cry at a graveyard.
You think to yourself you're alone.
But you act tough like a stone.
Forgetting the guy on the throne.
While all this is going on you still don't drop your phone.
Hopefully this makes you stop and think.
Before you make a mistake and sink.
They're in a better place.
This is something you should embrace.
No need to fight.
They're holding our light.
We need to show them we're bright.
They're looking down.
So let's not act like a clown.
Show them we don't need to frown.
They will be missed.
But not forgotten.
As they lay in there coffin.
We say our last goodbyes in sorrow.
Wishing we could see them again tomorrow.
Let's not disappoint
We need to freeze our boiling point.
Someone went through what your going through
So don't act like you are the only to.
Keep their name alive.
In heaven they'll arrive.
Their dancing in paradise.
Remember that when you need their advice.
Don't act surprise.
They love us.
We love them.
Rest in peace.
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