She was the feather in my wing,
Allowed me to fly,
Allowed me to sing.
She was the pen in my hand,
Dared me to rise,
Dared me to stand.
She was the air in my lung,
Letting me breathe,
Letting me belong.
She was the spark in my mind,
Bringing me hope,
Bringing me Time.
Except She was a He,
And now he is gone,
And now I am alone.
I miss you Gabriel Lee
And all that was you,
And all that we could have been.
On this New Year's Eve.
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