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| What's left inside him? Don't he remember us? Can't he believe me? We seemed like brothers. Talked to hours last month, about what we wanna be. I sit now with his hand in mine, but I know he can't feel.... No one knows whats done is done, it's as if he were dead. I'm close with his mother, and she cries endlessly. Lord how we miss him. At least what's rememberd. It's so important to make best friends in life, but it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions. No one knows whats done is done, it's as if he were dead. He as hollow as I alone, now. He as hollow as I alone, A shell of my friend just flesh and bone, there's no soul, he sses no love. I shake my fists at skys above. Mad, At God. He as hollow as I converse, I wish he'd waken from this curse. Hear my words before it's through, I want to come in after you. My vest friend. He as Hallow as I alone |
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