This Life

This life isn’t fair
is it really a crime to feel too much?
for he was sentenced to death.

He with a noble heart and too much to offer.
With a noble heart and nowhere to start.

Released from the pain, dust in the wind.
for death was his friend,  his life only a dream.

May you rest in peace my friend, may you spread your wings
May rest your head where the dark won’t reach.

Gone too soon brother, but forever free.

This life,
it isn’t what I imagined,
not what I expected,
not what I wanted.

rest in peace.

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