Grave

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12/11/15

I remember when we were young
We play at a tree and hung
Waiting for the sun to come up
Opening the door from its lock

Going to the garden and play
Climbing up the stacked hay
Bringing a blanket to lay
Chatting and saying hey

We were so young and free
Carving out our names on the tree
Our friendship started when we were three
But our memories fade and flee

Perhaps all I can give you is love
A love that is worth a million doves
You will never be frustrated
Cause everyday you'll be dated

The bad thing had come
I'll sing you a song and hum
You were staying on your bed
Never thought that you'll be dead

Now i am here
Drinking a heavy beer
Forcing myself to be brave
Standing in front of your grave

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