WE MISS YOU AND LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
May 18, 2010
The poor MICHAEL JACKSON leaked life, as his Sword was thrust upon his chest,
Shadows shot and heads watched, as faces twisted into ugly shapes,
A call from a HUMMING BIRD, as the bones rotted here,
Yet souls were struck, and destroyed as if they were nothing more then broken PENCIL POINT.
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