you were not teacher to me
nor were you my authority
but the friend who invested deeply
and sought out a better me
you taught me love and peace man
and beating drums with bruised hands
you're dead but not gone
you're risen in love and peace
and though i'm now missing a piece
I'll see you soon at the light of Dawn
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 11:47 PM UTC
you were not teacher to me
nor were you my authority
but the friend who invested deeply
and sought out a better me
you taught me love and peace man
and beating drums with bruised hands
you're dead but not gone
you're risen in love and peace
and though i'm now missing a piece
I'll see you soon at the light of Dawn
I lost a friend. The one who inspired me and mentored me from a distance. Rest well in the presence of your loving savior, JM.
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