Dear Departed Friend
Ten years ago today
A good friend passed away
It's not so much he died
But the circumstances at play
I found him lying dead
In a red pool of his blood
He handled his inner demons
The best way that he could
His pain had been released
And was laid to rest in peace
But leaving in his wake
No answers could we reach
He wasn't in poor health
Never asked for any help
He was always in good spirits
Held the aces he was dealt
His demeanor never worsened
He was a very well liked person
Always offering a hand
Kindness, he was well versed in
It was just the man he was
He smiled just because
Always looking out for others
But he did like a good buzz
He could put away his liquor
A tolerance that never quivered
But even he surpassed his limits
And with gun in hand he pulled the trigger
A disturbing revelation
For his loved ones in the end
A discerning final memory
Of my dear departed friend
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 1:37 AM UTC
Dear Departed Friend
Ten years ago today
A good friend passed away
It's not so much he died
But the circumstances at play
I found him lying dead
In a red pool of his blood
He handled his inner demons
The best way that he could
His pain had been released
And was laid to rest in peace
But leaving in his wake
No answers could we reach
He wasn't in poor health
Never asked for any help
He was always in good spirits
Held the aces he was dealt
His demeanor never worsened
He was a very well liked person
Always offering a hand
Kindness, he was well versed in
It was just the man he was
He smiled just because
Always looking out for others
But he did like a good buzz
He could put away his liquor
A tolerance that never quivered
But even he surpassed his limits
And with gun in hand he pulled the trigger
A disturbing revelation
For his loved ones in the end
A discerning final memory
Of my dear departed friend
RIP John Paul Carroll. My dear friend. You will never be forgotten.
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