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[title] => Whispering inspiration rememberance
[time] => 2003-11-08 12:02:43
[hometext] => this is about my friend that has made me want to become someone
[bodytext] => Joyce Elaine Watskey She was the perfect person. Joyce Elaine Watskey. She could brighten anyone’s day. Joyce always knew how to smile, and she always knew what to say. She had her life already planned out in front of her, She already knew ahead of time about her future. You could talk to Joyce about anything on your mind, She would help you out whenever to help you find Why you were sad, why you were mad, why you didn’t feel right, She tried with all her power and all her will and might. Joyce Watskey always smiled that perfect smile that made life for you worth wild. She always knew what to say, what to wear, she was like the perfect child. She was a friend with everyone she met, She had no fear… Her mind was completely set. Joyce Elaine Watskey passed away in a car crash on November one, two thousand three. It wasn’t her fault, but her cousin’s you see… She didn’t deserve it, like no one else does… But it was still not fair, she had a future, She helped people! She cared about a person, any person because that was her. Joyce Elaine Watskey was everything I wanted to be. She inspired me so greatly, To be someone positive and to always smile and enjoy laugh and to be happy. I loved her with so much care, she was like a sister to me. You could tell your secrets to her and she wouldn’t tell, She’d hold them within her heart, secret and in keepsakes She wasn’t afraid of anything. Spiders, tigers, bears, snakes She was so sure of everything, With her smile she could make you want to be something. She has inspired me to be the best I could be, By living life to it’s fullest and planning carefully. I will never forget the will power she had, Never give up and always smile and be glad About life. about why you were born, about the sun rising, With everything she did, it was so surprising. She never lost her temper, she never got mad, She was never angry, she never did anything wrong or was ever bad. All I can say about Joyce is that, to me, she was perfect. She was the person everyone wanted to be. At her funeral, she was so well respected that so many people showed up and wanted to see, Her. Joyce. Everyone cried, old, young, everyone. It didn’t care who you were or your reputation at school. You cried, because you cared and you already missed her that no matter what, she’ll always be in everyone’s heart a loving memory. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 1154 [topic] => 55 [informant] => frozensuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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