I got life on campus
Fairytales to my name
The spitting pen of valour
When you commissioned me
For war of flying words
What pact be this?
When life begets death
And vis?
Double for none
Was the creed
The schyte has come upon us
Who shall console a nation?
Fairytales to my name
The spitting pen of valour
When you commissioned me
For war of flying words
What pact be this?
When life begets death
And vis?
Double for none
Was the creed
The schyte has come upon us
Who shall console a nation?
Rest in peace sweet girl, free from the worries of this world. God comfort and console us all.
ReplyDeleteIn our minds you will always be alive, the examples you set we will practice until we join you in Gods kingdom when our own time come.