My number one priority's lost in the game of life

cause death was dominant

It's prominent that I'm losing my touch beacuse my confidence

Consists of zero motivation the frustration

Be taking the best of me...Losing the chemistry

I once possessed rest assure the focal point's the metaphor

From J.A.C. her words of wisdom was always the best of cures

In rough times I'd follow her routes receive the tips

And when I took the risk it seemed that rough times never existed...

In my memory, avoided the density and the felonies

And questioned the... "Why was this angel sent to me?"

It was never understood clearly...The consipracy theory

Left thoughts weary and eyes constantly tearly

From the loss that was faced, my property was defaced

From the relization that she could never be replaced

By any other, to others, they'd all be running for cover

But the opposite was witnessed from my mother

Instead she stood her ground and fought, round for round and brought

The insparation that was caught by myself, that surely taught

That the posotive always rise and shady ones are dispised

I'm seeing it with my eyes, so it ain't really a surprise that...

Only the storng survive, and the weak always demise

But why is it the good ones always have to die?

...I'll try to sleep tight,

despite the fact I guess I'll never see the light...



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I'm feeling pressures the most at night times

when I lay back and close my eyes

And realize simply how much you've been there for me

It ain't to see, but soul searching keeps me awake at diffrent times

To reconize how much you really mean to me...J.A.C.



In a retrospect state,

I vision all my respect escalate into the highest rate...

But the state of mind that I was placed in, subtracted from the rasing

Of myself into a grown man for an unknown span of time

I slowly felt I was losing my mind and then entering adulthood blind

Without the guidance that you once selected,

after proceeding to reflect it...

Stayed imbedded within my brain...Time and time again

I strained my vision to see things clearly, but abstract blurs

Conqured my life facts severely

While suffering was mearly the side effects

We gave our best to elongate or avoid the permanent rest

"But it was only a test" Then the days of life became less

Due to infectious breasts, that risked the threat...Leaving defects

On your physical frame,

cause you were playing a losing game with nobody to blame

But your will to maintain...Never lost a single second of life

And left us with the posotive attitude that you'd survive through the night

But our perspective could not always be right

My body grew tight when the phone rang constantly on the expected night

On November two-nil when my emotions spilled

Cause I heard you had to face your passing, then the world turned still

And I totally lost my surviving will,

to experience the best face death and realize that it's for real

Could never steal the appeal from memories that were lavishly attacking me

But still I passivly erased all the feelings from the damaged fee

Selected normally, and tried not to vision what the manics see

It seemed like yesterday when we were singing songs by David Cassidy

Along with our entire life together passing me by like Pharcyde

While I'm bucking up for the ride

Basic intentions try to strive for goals you offred motivation for

Destinations were reached through formations of my speech

Boosting me for the reach therfore I have to impeach

From 51 to 97, I'm posotive you're let in

That unconqured land that lies behind the gates of heaven

Beacuse we stuck by our word "Til death do us part"

And since I'm not seeing you phisically, you reside in my heart J.A.C.

...I'll try to sleep tight,

despite the fact I guess I'll never see the light...



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