Life takes turns dealing us cards that we will sometimes never see fit to play, yet there is always a reason behind them. (At least I should hope)
Last night as I looked up at the sky I noticed the day was a little darker than usual. One of our stars had fallen, and the world would be less joyful, one less laugh, one less smile. I tried to put this all out of my mind, but the world just kept spinning me back to the same spot that I had just come from.
Fallen angels crept into my bed and brushed my hair with a comforting gesture to ensure me that life will go on with and without our eternally sleeping sister.
dude thats some good stuff