Under dark tormented skies
My best friend left with no goodbyes
Haunted clouds on a lonely dawn
Tears roll with life but take no form
Shattered hope from broken dreams
I treasure memories from our early teens
When days were endless bad times were few
We learnt lives lessons as we grow
Them times have set like at dusk the sun
But in the eyes of your son
A new sunrise has begun...
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