so full of life never held a knife
always smiling, laughing, or carefree the one thing I loved you being apart of me
If I was having a bad day you always found ways to take the pain away
nothing would ever stop you, or even make you fall, you were ready for the world, ready to take it all
it was hard to see your face, but always know this... no one will ever take your place! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem