Andrew
Never did I think you'd be a part of the past,
our time together went by a little too fast.
What you've now done for this community,
is what will forever go down in history.
You gave your life to save another,
oh how I miss you my sweet brother.
A hero you became when you took that fall,
but still saddness takes over us all.
It's hard to move on knowing you are gone,
but the music we made will forever live on.
"This is where nostalgia learned to bite,"
the words you wrote that rang in my head that night,
now they are tattooed close to my heart,
so that we will never be too far apart.
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