There goes a smile, a face I will never forget.
There goes a friend, a friend I had never met.
There goes an inspiration.
Now wilts the rarest Rose.
Such a tragic end to a beautiful beginning.
There's an empty space in your place, and it shows.
Wherever you have flown to, I hope that you can see,
I'll miss you, really I'm gutted, because you stole a part of me.
Don't run away
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