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I have blood shot eyes cuz of his death.He was strong,strong as could be.He fout his fights bravely.He was smart,He knew to follow his heart until that unforgiving,heartbreaking night.
His heart was snatched away by an angel.she was buety she was his.

He lived and loved and cryed and died that night.

she was posion for his heart and he didn't know it until that night.He came home excited to see his angel.He called out to her "sweet angel sweet angel" No anserw.She left him.

He had lived and loved and cryed and died that night.

he got a knife put it to his chest and struck hard and strong.He died.He loved that angel.She was his life and when she left she took his life with her.
So now we cry at are friends funeral.As the preacher spoke, A white mass flew down from the heavens, And kissed him on his cold lips.She spoke softly."Your angel sweet angel is here to bring you with her to the heavens were we can be together again forever."