there r so many stories i still want 2 tell
there r so many i luv's let unsaid
there r so many tears left uncried
there r so many drams left 2 fall apart
i miss our long talks
i miss the nyte when all was alryte
i luv u like a syster,u were my angle
yet i wonder y u left me here 2 die
we were beshfwen
who one fell 2 da ground
the others one was there 2 help her backup
we healed our broken heart
wiht a hug n a gntle smile
we stayed up evry nyte looking at da star
gigling lyke little gurl n haug midnyte talks
4 said u go
i wishes it wasnt so
u said we'd alwys ryte
u said it would b lyke old tymes
i looked into ur eyes as u looked into mine
wif smile lyke evrhtng was fine
yet we both knew well
det dis was our last goodbye
we knew det we would never again
have those long talks
n play lyke little gurl again
we knew all this pain
we'd cause ourselves
i also knew det my angle
was being taken away
yet we promise no matter
wart we'd remain ..4eve beshfwen..
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