A Beautiful Death

A Beatiful Death
10/11/2013 A Beautiful Death

Slipped and Fell,
Slipped Away,
Slipped to the very last day.

For love we cry,
When they come to die,
Of life we simply must try.

For Death is cruel,
But Death does rule,
When finding drugs a tool.

Words of wisdom,
Pearls of truth,
Look back and find her youth.

A kiss to say farewell,
A voice to soft to tell,
Of a life lead so very well.

Speak truths with must,
In our convictions we trust,
In silence, we return to dust.