Tue, 05/28/2013 - 17:51 -- apr5il


United States
32° 49' 56.766" N, 116° 52' 45.318" W

He laid there in his bed
Motionless, clinging to life by one single thread
His memories reflecting through his eyes
If only he had the chance to give one last goodbye
So tired and broken, frail and worn out
The cancer was going to take him; the doctors said there was no doubt
He said he wasn’t afraid of dying, fearless of what would come
As a tear rolled down my cheek, my heart went numb
Still a child, with so much life ahead
It was hard to believe, my best friend would soon be dead
He left me softly, quietly without a sound
I’ll never forget him, our hearts are forever bound


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