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Alexis


I watched you laid there with a bullet hole in the head

Dirt around youir body and the wind blowing in your hair

I just talked to you before school got out

We were friends since the fourth grade now i gotta look at you in a grave

You weren't meant to die you were supposed to be living this dream we declared

Instead you're laying in the ground cold and dead

I remember when I got the call that dreaded saturday night

Now you're being lowered into the ground no more graduation for you

Your whole life ended over a fool

I will never forget you or what we been through

Your memory lives on through me forever 

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