Thursday, 26 January 2017

LOSS



LOSS
My friend you have been gone since May
Oh that day you truly had gone away
And now it’s too late
I have now seen your fate

Your soul was pure, your heart was true
No one could hate that, not even you
Why did you have to go away?
What remains is my love for you

No one could despise
Your happy smile and laughing eyes
But now you have gone away
You went on that day in May

Done by Angel Israela
              

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