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The Dead Friend 1986
I wonder why
I wonder why
And before I die
I'll breathe a sigh
And maybe cry
Still wondering why
Why a river has an end
Why a friend is not a friend
Why a mountain touches the sky
Such are things I wonder why
I breathe one breath
Yet before I rest
I see a friend leave the nest
In some search to be the best
I wonder why he's so obsessed
We still communicate
And act like friends
Yet nowadays
T'is just pretend
I suppose we'll
Never talk again
Thus another day goes by
And though its gone
I still wonder why
And so I say
Bye Bye
Old friend
Bye Bye
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Comment:
This is the worst poem. Ever!!!!
About my friend Ramine who became an Air Force pilot.
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