You were sick,
Almost dead,
That scared me so much that I prayed for you,
Until there was nothing else to say.

You were getting better,
Made me happy,
So we rejoiced,
But in vain,
For when Christmas came you sadly past away,
Right before that joyful day.

My friend gone with out a goodbye,
Made me cry,
Kind of wished it was I,
Not you,
Because you were to grate a person to loose.

And now I know that there was nothing that I could do,
This sadness was to great,
I couldn't take it anymore,
Tried to find you,
To prove that you weren't gone,
But in the end I excepted that fact,
That you are gone,
And swallowed up my sadness.

For I now believe that nothing can last forever,
So on this day I swear that "I will not dwell on the past, I will move on,
Only remembering the fun that we had".

Sometimes now I feel so sad,
That I never got to say goodbye,
But if you’re listening now,
I'll say this to "I miss you a lot,
I love you so my dear friend,
I pray that in the end,
Our paths will cross again".

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