Love, hold my hand. Help me see with the dawn, that those that have left are not gone. But they carry on as stars looking down. As nature's son's and daughters of the heavens.
You will not ever be forgotten by me. In the procession of the mighty stars, Your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart. Here I will carry, carry, carry you forever.
You have touched my life, so that now cathedrals of sound are singing, are singing. The waves have come to walk with you. To where you will live in the land of you, land of you.
You will not ever be forgotten by me. In the procession of the mighty stars. Your name is sung and tattooed now on my heart. Here I will carry, carry, carry you.
Here I will carry, carry, carry you forever.
(Tori Amos)

With Damien and I everything was a inside joke to us. One that i can share was, anytime we would be in the car together and one of us wasnt wearing a seat belt we would say 50%. That meant put your seat belt on, the other 50% was to lock the door. That way we was 100 %. We would laugh every time... Miss you my brotha

Daniel Damien's father was telling me a cute story about Damien. That I had to share, it was funny listening to him tell the story.

  When he was young he would ride his Big Wheel as fast as he could down a hill and slam on the brakes, turn the wheel fast and hard!

He had a need for speed! from the Big Wheel at a young age he then went on to bullet bikes or as his father put it croach rockets. He was truly fearless. He will be missed deeply.