What is death, but an angel sent to heaven?
Our hearts break apart, to form the many pieces of hers
Our tears fall, to form the water that makes up her body
Our limbs grow weak to give her the strength to continue her journey through heaven
We walk like zombies so she can fly like an angel
R.I.P. We Love You Daysha! 3
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem