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Sacrafice


The air breezing through my body, As if you just walked by, The reality of how many nights I'll cry, Knowing your gone doesn't ease the pain, the little reminders will always remain, Knowing I could never take away your pain, Cancer is a diease not a choice you made, You faught one hell of a battle, for as long as you can take, saving the lives of many, with the contribution you have made, I will always remember my brother, an may people remember his name, for conner gray is not forgotten, he finally found his place.
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