As I try to process how fleeting life can be, only a few feeble lyrics dribble out of me. Perhaps, some day, the song will be complete. But for now, there are only scratches on a page.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
because He took you before you could wake.
I don't understand why I'm still living,
even after you stopped breathing.
How does He decide which ones to take?
They say the best die young.
I'll just keep living the best I can each day.
They say the best die young,
so young.
MDW
daughter, sister, friend, classmate
Be strong, be blessed
8/17/11
8/17/11
We will always remember you, beautiful girl.
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