my beautiful michael
With the two-year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death approaching -- one helicopter company is giving Fans the chance to pay their respects ... Von raining Blumen down around Neverland ... mid-flight.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer Von chucking his Favorit blume -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- Fans are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer Von chucking his Favorit blume -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- Fans are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
Ryan White, symbol of justice
oder child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are Du now, where have Du gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, oder child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
Du showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain Du were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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oder child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are Du now, where have Du gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, oder child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
Du showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain Du were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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A poem I dedicated to Michael .
I woke up one day, I found at Du were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see Du one Tag in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my herz is hurting
Wherever Du are, I feel Du close no matter
How far oder how near
Why did Du go? One Tag I will know,
Du never sagte goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry
I woke up one day, I found at Du were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see Du one Tag in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my herz is hurting
Wherever Du are, I feel Du close no matter
How far oder how near
Why did Du go? One Tag I will know,
Du never sagte goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry
