As they carried you
Out of the church
I couldn't help but think
What do you look like?
Laying there in darkness?
Your brother's fingers
Gripping your body
but it wasn't you.
You're somewhere else now
no longer scared
no more hanging on
you're flying
composing music for Angels
life down here was too much to bear
and we all understand
some pain is unbearable.
So instead I choose to smile
smile at the way you danced
the way you loved
Unconditionally.
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