I never thought this would be the way,
I never knew the end,
Never knew the politics
of losing another friend.
I never wanted to say goodbye,
and regret it was never said,
For now that freind is no more,
That friend is dead.
But the friend is dead,
he’s gone from here, but one thing still remains,
The friendship that we shared,
He never took to the grave.
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