She was gone, yet she was here.
She was dead, but still near
She was blind, but could still see
Everything about you and me
She believed in everything,
She was simple, without extra bling
Yet she had everything a girl could behold
Her lips, her body, her heart was now cold.
I couldn’t believe that someone once so bold
Was now subject to a rule of old.
Everything living must pass away
While the dead yet alive, suffer; stay
and await for things to be better.