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RIP


20 and 21 So young, without cares. She drove too fast He hurt too much Unexpected... Death- something we avoid Something we escape They didn't They couldn't Memorializing and respecting Crying and accepting We miss and we grieve We wonder why their lives were so brief? God needed them. He needed those two souls. She had a daughter, Berkley A fiance, tied town and ready to live. She was happy, she was free... But that day, God needed them He needed them more than me. RIP He always smiled. His laugh gave joy. He made many memories. So many loved him, so many cared. Yet, still, no one seems to understand.. Why God took them, so suddenly. RIP So now we drop our heads. We lay them on our beds. We pray to God. We long for answers. Why did they leave? Was it their time? God answered me.. He said, "Yes, darling, I gave them angels wings." So now I smile when I think of thee For God so loved them, He set them free. We may still cry, We may still weep, But we must remember.. The pain is gone, they aren't suffering. She is looking down at her baby. She's watching her grow. He is seeing his sister. He's watching the show. Instead of feeling so alone, I pray to God. I pray for him to show me my way Just like he did for them that day. Now, we let them be. Rest in peace, Darian and Andy.
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