My Best Friend

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Dear friend.

Oh, why did you leave? Why did you go?

Was it my friendship, or what love did not show?

Was it your life outside, that I could not control?

Now that you're gone, it troubles my soul.

You could have stayed, where you're wanted, and loved.

With your friends, who can't find you, from far Above.

Our days here are numbered, so short, so few.

I refuse to go through them, if I can't do it with you.

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And everyone else I follow. This is for my friend. She shouldn't have left.

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