Death of a Real One
When a real one dies...
The world is full of cries.....
Life keeps going, time flies by.
It hits a little differently...
To some it's a mystery....
Sadness for me but joy for you.
You're finally getting your wings, for all you've been through.
But what do I do? About missing you?
You looking at me but I wanting to see you?
"Time heals all pain" yeah right, that's a lie!
"God makes no mistakes", but I'm asking lord why?!
When you left I promise you, a piece of me died.
Then, there's the guilt because I know you wouldn't want me down. So I try to uplift myself, pretend you're still around.
So this is why when a real one dies, you'll see the world cry with large tears in people's eyes .
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