praisemichael
Proud Member
The flower was born by the grace of god
The angel's took her far too soon
Everyone has seemed to forget her
It's been overshadowed
Even though she fort
To her last dying breathe
No one remembers
That this flower tried to achieve
She never gave up,
She believed when she had months
She cried with us, and laughed with us
She said everything will be ok
So when I say cancer, you say oh her
When I say she died, you say who is she?
When people think of the 25th of June
People go "Michael Jackson died"
Imagine the girl in the bathing suit
Imagine the word Angels
Imagine Anal Cancer
She did everything and more
Do you know who Farrah Fawcett is?
I'm sad about the 25th
But it's like she was brushed under the carpet
R.I.P Farrah Fawcett you are never forgotten. God has you now sleep with the angels
The angel's took her far too soon
Everyone has seemed to forget her
It's been overshadowed
Even though she fort
To her last dying breathe
No one remembers
That this flower tried to achieve
She never gave up,
She believed when she had months
She cried with us, and laughed with us
She said everything will be ok
So when I say cancer, you say oh her
When I say she died, you say who is she?
When people think of the 25th of June
People go "Michael Jackson died"
Imagine the girl in the bathing suit
Imagine the word Angels
Imagine Anal Cancer
She did everything and more
Do you know who Farrah Fawcett is?
I'm sad about the 25th
But it's like she was brushed under the carpet
R.I.P Farrah Fawcett you are never forgotten. God has you now sleep with the angels
