a coward dies a thousand deaths , a souider dies but oncee.

My Husbandd , & my Lovee , i only wish i was lucky enough to be in his presence. being The rose that grew from Concrect, His songs were beyondd rapss , they were poetryy & no onee can ever take that awey from him . He stood for something More , & for that he will foreverr remain in my heartt , Rip .
t.h.u.g.L.i.f.e