I'm not at my happy place,
At this point in time,
I'm really finding it hard,
To make this rhyme.
On 2011,
29th September
I lost my best friend,
And I shall always remember.
He was on his bike,
On the way to school,
And internal bleeding,
Made him the fool.
Now we're all depressed,
Because he is gone,
To a better place,
It isn't too wrong.
His funeral was sad,
But he had an awesome coffin,
Yes, he is gone,
But he is not forgotten.
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