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Oct 2018
To be a passing thought or to know what it is your thinking
To be that person you think of first when you’re ready to start drinking
Or to be that call you make in the middle of the night
When you’re feeling so alone and you just can’t see the light
To hear that joke you heard today and it’s killing you not to share
To be that one you think to text when you think no one else is there
I’d wish to be all these things a thousand times and more.
But my time is short, my Queen is dead, and love is just folk lore.
So instead I’ll wish for you all the happiness that I never had.
And if that should be the case my friend then your life won’t be too bad.
Written by
Jamison Bell
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     ---, Miss Grim and Diane K
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