John Michael Marroquin Biography

Stopping by one last time to say goodbye that day, there was never enough words for us to say.

Echos of laughter will stand still
A smiles glow as her wings of happiness she shall feel.

Wings blow like fairy dust in the wind, as the heavens open up allowing the little bright glow in.
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Open fields.. Open minds in an instant can become blind.

Open, wild and free can steel away her dream.
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A kiss is just a kiss without meaning.
A touch does not exist, without feeling.
A look is just a look, a glance is just a glance without a smile.
What kind of love is this, if I can not hold you?
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Thoughts come knocking on the front door.. who will remember the little boy next door?
A Innocent life taken in such brutal tragedy.. who will remember Randy?

Incident's that occurred are like a silver screen on a stage only for ones view to see what accrued.
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Memories of you are strong..
Like the lyrics you played on eighty-eight keys to a song.

To say goodbye would never be possiable, When my soul existance began with you.Words can not explain the happiness and smiles to come, as your face is seen in our many generations to come.
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