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by Lyss is dead Dec 8, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
One that cold winter night You were taken away Your casket was lowered into the snow Where it would forever stay. The ice-capped trees and bushes Lost their beauty and their grace When all that could be seen Was your silent, frozen face. The people all around you Fell to the ground and cried For it was too late to help you Because nobody had tried. You were only 21 With a full life left ahead You could have grown up normally But you crossed death’s path instead. As the casket’s lid was closed We said a little prayer Of how we hope you were happy As you watched us from up there. The silence overcame us As if the world stopped breathing Because up until that moment It hadn’t set in that you were leaving. But we know that you are with us Even though we can’t see you You’re up above the clouds And now we can not free you. You’re stuck up there forever But it won’t be that long Till we’ll all be up there with you In the place that we belong.