My Friend

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Oh, isn't it sad
A person goes through pain
When the birds start to sing?

I've never been good a poetry
We once meet by a willow tree
Your colours were bright
Yet your day wasn't light

You told me once
I've never been so blunt
While I listened to you're stories
While I smiled at memories

We laughed and cried
Sometimes wishing we'd die
I won't forget you
Because you can't too

You're life was the world
Like the world you curled
Twisting and blowing
Coughing and moaning

My friend I know
You didn't mean to go
And leave me in the dark
With the rest of my heart

But my tears will not show
Because I loved you so
Now with more of a clue
I'll try to start anew

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