Picture spell- the song

Through the clouds and the stars,

His presence shines so bright,

A picture in the sky, a sight to behold,

He was everything, a beacon of light.

The world may have judged him,

His mistakes and his flaws,

But he never lost sight of who he was,

A fighter, a dreamer, without any pause.

He knew the price of fame,

But he never craved the drugs,

For his true high came from within,

From the love and the passion he always carried in his heart.

He soared across the sky,

His music echoing through the night,

Every note, every word, a piece of his soul,

He kept his secret hidden well, out of sight.

But the truth remains,

He was more than just a name,

His struggles, his triumphs,

Each one a part of this game.

He was a master of his craft,

With a voice that could move mountains,

And through every hardship, every pain,

He never lost his passion, his fountain.

Picture in the sky; He was everything,

A symbol of hope, a beacon of light,

Never mistaking fame for drugs,

He knew what truly mattered, and held on tight.

So let his legacy shine on,

With every melody, every rhyme,

For even though he's no longer here,

His music will live on, throughout time.

Picture in the sky, forever he'll be,

A reminder to us all, to never give in,

For he was everything, and he'll always be,

A legend, a star, a picture in the sky, within.