stay strong and dry your eyes the shadow of death i no longer fear
never again fall from my eyes will a tear
ive come to grips with my unavoidable fate
so i pray the Lord my soul to take
there was much i wanted to accomplish while on this earth
i guess we'll never know what i was truly worth
soon enough ill be flying with white doves
so when im gone, make sure yall show yall love
as they put me in the ground,
blow yall kisses && wave yall goodbyes
'cause ill mss miss yuh in the event of my demise
-FIN-
7dec07
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