Woke up

Burying me friend today

Remembering the times we spent in the creek

He died

With so much left to say

Is it not bad to say tha I am weak?

Holding still while they steal my faze

Nothing left to say

Might aswell be erased 

Keeping the time that, I have left of you!

The ignorance that I do

Through and through

Woke up and buried my friend today

Remembering the times we spent at the creek

He died

With so much left to say

Is it not bad to say that I am weak?

Is it not bad to say that I am weak?—

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