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#*Still remember the words he wrote, "I see my life vanishing in cigarette smoke." Young, old soul Ranting about the hearts he had broke Can't help but see him when it rains, Standing in the corner of the road -a smiling face **Too many years had passed, Heard he was fighting in a rehab, Such a dear friend –but time moves fast** We laid him down to rest, Six feet under, I know he did his best A friend is a friend, When hearts break, you ought to mend But when they leave, Make sure love's all you send*#
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 9:04 AM UTC
The Boy Who Smoked Just a Little Too Much
#*Still remember the words he wrote, "I see my life vanishing in cigarette smoke." Young, old soul Ranting about the hearts he had broke Can't help but see him when it rains, Standing in the corner of the road -a smiling face **Too many years had passed, Heard he was fighting in a rehab, Such a dear friend –but time moves fast** We laid him down to rest, Six feet under, I know he did his best A friend is a friend, When hearts break, you ought to mend But when they leave, Make sure love's all you send*#
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 9:04 AM UTC
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