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God kissed your forehead and he gave you wings, He tended to your heart with loving release . The sound of tires and horns rang while He ripped off your leaden chains. He wiped those tears that stained your soul, God kissed your forehead and gave you the reins. They laid flowers and wreaths at your grave, Sounds of sorrow lamented off your friends. The gasps and chokes and sunken eyes. The broken sobs with no sound left. leaves fell as if the trees themselves wept. The wind left chills running to the the bone. But no more tears and broken hearts. You are not gone. God kissed your forehead and he gave you a home.

 Woke up to the smell of breakfast, the air was dancing with the aroma of bacon and eggs. My Parents were at the table, reading the newspaper and sipping orange juice same as always, my life had always been like this, easy and mundane, nothing extraordinary. My father always expected the best from me, when I was younger he would say "Jesse you need to be the best daughter you can and that's by being you," and I had always followed his advice.*** It was the first day of my senior year of school, I felt a little nervous but not much, I'd lived in that small, country side town my whole life with the same people. My first class was pre-cal, I h