It’s all over
I am done
You’re my last friend
Your number one
Thanks for
All the hugs
All the slaps
All the times you listened
You were like a big sister
Even though you were young
I can’t stop the tears from falling
Because I know I will miss you
I called you mom
And patted my head
I'm sorry
That I’m dead
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