



In the quiet of the night, where memories softly tread, I feel the weight of sorrow, for the words left unsaid. Chyna, my heart aches, for the battles you faced, In a world that was heavy, your spirit embraced.
You danced through the storms, with grace and with fire, A warrior in shadows, igniting desire. Though the streets called your name, and the struggles ran deep, You held onto love, even when it felt steep.
I hurt for the moments, the laughter we missed, The dreams that were fleeting, the warmth of your kiss. Yet in this deep sorrow, I find a glimmer of light, For I know you are resting, in God’s love so bright.
He holds you now, Chyna, in arms strong and wide, Where pain cannot reach you, and hope is your guide. No more battles to fight, no more tears to be shed, In the peace of His presence, your spirit is fed.
So I lift up my heart, through the tears that I cry, Grateful for the love that will never say goodbye. For in every heartbeat, your essence remains, A melody of strength, woven through my veins.
Though I miss you, dear Chyna, I know you are free, In the arms of our Savior, where you’re meant to be. Rest in His grace, where the weary find peace, In the love that surrounds you, may your spirit release. Copyright © 2025 Jacquiline Cox
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Chyna 1966-2025
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