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If I had the wings of a swan,
Over these stoney hills I would fly,
I would fly into the arms of my true love,
And there I would happily Die.
-Unknown Source.


He is gone,
I must move on,
Never to return,
This part of my life I must give up,
Just leave,
And let me retreive the things I've lost,
Because of all the things that I miss,
The thing that I miss most is you.

You who made my mind bloom to life,
You who always knew just what I needed,
The only friend who never had to guess,
The only person I could always trust.

In only a second you were gone,
Taken from this world by a strip of steel,
It shook up the city,
It made them all fear,
But most of all,
It made me shed a tear,
or five, or fivethousand - oh it doesn't matter,
You're gone.