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I've had a whole day to think of a poem A send off of words for the my friend, dearly departed But the words were too heavy I couldn't just send you off It took me close to a day to just write this short message to you I'm still hurt that you gone too soon And even more sad that I'll miss your funeral But I'll be grieving on this silent bed of mine Cause I can't rest while you yet to be laid to rest I feel like the skies have fallen on me And that's why it's a burden in my heart I feel like God keeps taking away the good people Leaving us to keep being lost in this plane You were a beacon of light to most of us I'm speaking for the many cause they can't write But I will cause I've got my right hand, scribbling while my left hand is wiping tears my eyes left And if heaven looks anything like what we've imagined I'd want you to colour the skies once more with your moves Cause you team blue skies and you defending For you had a heart of gold a gem that now will light the skies Maybe in heaven its tilling season And since you a recent graduate You want to sow your seeds so that you grow But know you'll be deeply missed by all of us The PO£T