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by Stacey de Luna May 13, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I miss you a lot I can't believe you are gone You were like my best friend Now your life is done I want to see you again Your death made mother cry She kept yelling to the sky, Why, why, why?!? Our family is very upset I can't begin to explain We all wonder about this, Why was your life claimed? We are crying so much Especially my mother We want you back here So we all can be together