Its a day of rembrance
A day of sadness,
as it fades to blackness,
and all i remember from them is laughter
chatter, humor, and toughness,
left to early
they were just kids,
and demons fill my thoughts,
but angels watch over our hearts,
and are chest ache with pain,
Why lord why, not that boy not that guy, why lord why?
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