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Aug 2017
Just like the setting sun
It's just another one gone
Just one more out of the way
That's what some people say
Just another mother crying at the grave

The gossip said that he'd died
No-one cared and no-one cried
Would it have been any
Differently
If it had've been me ?

I never knew his his real name
Just another one in the game
Just a person that you meet
A face you nod at in the street
It could have easily been me

He was some poor mother's son
Now he's just another one gone
Another failure in their eyes
But no big surprise
Just another addict who has died

Just another deleted file
Another one in the pile
The reports​ still get wrote
The methadone still flows
Another homeless ****** is sleeping in his clothes

I don't know what to say
Got no answer​s anyway
All I know is that it's wrong
That I have to sing his song
And think of a person as ' just another one gone'
Ian Lewis Copestick
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Ian Lewis Copestick  45/M/Stoke On Trent
(45/M/Stoke On Trent)   
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