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A poem for Renagh r.i.p XxX
on 09 May, 08
Renagh was my baby sister
god only knows how much ive missed her
i expect to see her everyday
reality it does not seem that shes gone far away
hair so blond rose bud lips
she was so perfect nothing could be fixed
i hate to think of her lying in the clay
take good care of her lord every night i pray
when i feel a swift breeze in the air
i know its Reanagh letting me know shes still there
r.i.p Renagh
misssing u lots
ur big sis Natasha
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god only knows how much ive missed her
i expect to see her everyday
reality it does not seem that shes gone far away
hair so blond rose bud lips
she was so perfect nothing could be fixed
i hate to think of her lying in the clay
take good care of her lord every night i pray
when i feel a swift breeze in the air
i know its Reanagh letting me know shes still there
r.i.p Renagh
misssing u lots
ur big sis Natasha
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