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Old Friend


My dearest friend I know this is the end As my words did not reach you in time Your last dose More important than those Who loved you dearly Your last dose That dose who killed my last friend Of old times  That l last dose  That slaughtered my friend I want to be angry I want to cry Yet tears will never fall As the only words that come to mind are You lucky person As your binds tethered away by The sharp edge  Of Death's scythe That last dose That makes me think Why must i survive That last dose That just pisses me off Anger of no bounds That last dose You chose as you lost yourself  That last dose which You lost your dignity to I'd fly miles on miles But it'd be pointless I will never pay respects  That last dose  I want to blame on everything In the world Besides you But can't bring myself to That one Last dose Set you upon the grave Beyond no point in living you pass To point in living as the dead That last dose Thay made mourners of so many Will never bring me to tears upon Such a sorry sight For this i must bid farewell old friend Enjoy the last dose Now That You're  ---Gone 
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<p>awww...so sad really deep poem</p>

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