My Outlet
And so it comes as it is
a day no longer here.
And through my trembling fingertips
the memories of the year.
I wave far well to all our dreams.
I will never forget you.
I wonder if all our crazy times
will stay with you forever.
But as I cry in pain of losing
my dear and such good friend
I will not close the book and say,
"Far well, this is the end."
For good-byes create swift hellos.
And days from now you'll see
that though it hurts to say good-bye,
your friend I'll always be.
a day no longer here.
And through my trembling fingertips
the memories of the year.
I wave far well to all our dreams.
I will never forget you.
I wonder if all our crazy times
will stay with you forever.
But as I cry in pain of losing
my dear and such good friend
I will not close the book and say,
"Far well, this is the end."
For good-byes create swift hellos.
And days from now you'll see
that though it hurts to say good-bye,
your friend I'll always be.
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