Long Life Taken

March 26, 2009
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He walked with pride
With his head held high
With no sympathy for haters
When he tends to stride

A charming young man
He had all the fine girls
He didn't care for harsh words
Cause the girl he truly loved
Had became his world

Hangin with the wrong friends
he couldn't bare the lies
The ones who lured him to death
And in the sombered alley he died

I dearly miss him
And wished he had stayed
To be humble and fun
To the old games we used to play

A long lost life
But never forgotten

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