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Aug 2014
Goodbye

I lost myself When I lost you, you never knew the things I'd do.

I turned to you when things turned bad - yet, time wont change the times we've had.

Ask around, I think you'll see. The death of you, was the death of me.

I think you'll find, I found myself - Tucked away upon your shelf.
Collecting dust - collecting tears, you've been away for all these years.

You my friend
were the life of the party.
A Sherlock - to my Moriarty.

And so you lay - head under stone, and left me here all alone.
With all these sins I can't atone.

Time and tears caught
up to me at last
- ill not escape.
This Christmas past.
Mike sikes
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Mike sikes  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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