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Goodbye Dear Friend

Some roads that you take
Some bonds we'll to break
I swore I'd no long be the pallbearer

But I carried you to your bed
So you could rest your head
You were taking off a load,
heavy drinking

The world it carries on
Your memories and our songs
And your pictures on my wall,
are not forgotten

And the unmade bed you slept in 
Where I laid you down to rest in

one last time

dear friend,


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