• Don't ruin your pretty little fece with those tears my dear,

  The words I could imagan you speaking.

   

  In sick-ness,

  Or health,

  In poverty,

  Or wealth,

  We will always be there for you,

  We were always there for you.

   

  There's just some things we can't fix alone,

  So we relied on our prairs,

  Even tho we knew it was too late.

   

  Your living in heavin,

  I'm in livving hell,

  The pain for you is gone now,

  The pain for the rest of us is upon us now.

   

  I miss you so much it hurts,

  But the hurt isn't as bad as before,

  Seeing you looking like death it's self.

   

  The war inside you,

  To find yourself,

  And to keep your health.

   

  You thought you could over come that addiction,

  And that cancer-ous disease,

  But what's done is done.

   

  Your gone now,

  But will remaine in our hearts,

  Forever and more.

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