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Nov 2012
Vanilla fog filled my body
A taste quite sweet yet its bitter pill
burned my mouth
Hurt my body
Stung my eyes

In the dark no mercy for the good
No way out for the end
Too young to die
Too young to fly
See a wronged goodbye

A journey to far
Be his bright shining star
As wings carry him high
For a friend in he lives

Burn so the pain in hearts
close to him
Sad for the sorrow
A missed goodbye grin

Crying not over for a loss
still so raw
Bitter and twisted for the road
Dam the fall
Heaven is a place
Be a knock on his door
andy fardell
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