No more will you see me around here
No more will my voice will you ever hear,
I say this will a smile, and without any guile
No longer will you ever see me near.
No more will I be a phone call away
No more, "Hello" will you here me say,
You'll never again hear my voice, which is all my choice
Maybe we'll meet on our judgement day.
No more will I open my front door
No more will I open it as I have before,
You can ring my door bell, or you can knock and yell
But, me letting you in, no more.
No more will I call you a friend
No more will you I ever defend,
For you I will never fight, whether you be wrong or right
That time has came to an end.
No more will you ever hear or see me say, "hi! "
No more will I ever ask you why,
I say that with a grin, into my life again I'll never let you in
Because, today I'm saying my final goodbye.
Randy L. McClave
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