As the toll keeps on rising,
And our youth fall down like flies,
There is no way to slow down the clock,
Because “Angel Will Always Die.”

Once the piston in his chest,
Simply so tired needed rest,
The pain he felt we didn’t see,
Now we're all in rows,
It’s time to grieve.

Remember he was loved,
Even as a human he bleed, teared, and hated,
The worst of all was that he was a kid,
Who knows what great things he could have created?

See the thing with being born,
Is that your pulse will someday come to an end,
The only thing you left behind,

was your memories, loved ones, and friends.

The capacity to understand,
He was an inspiration to many,
He was charismatic,
But his positive energy and personality was plenty.

“Hey, Jordan!” say hello to peter,
As the gates open wide to you,
Say hello and hug all your past loved ones,
But don’t forget about us too.

Let’s take a moment to remember Jordan,
Who always had a smile on his face?
Just look up if you wish to see him,
Because he’s now in a better place.

And now his memory brings us together,
I know it’s hard to say goodbye,
He was such an outgoing charismatic guy,
But remember “Angels Always Die”.

R.I.P
Jordan