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I remember monday
on the streets of North and May,
When you, my dearest friend
were taken far away.

A day I won't forget,
with sorrow and regret,
And even when I dream
I wake up with a scream.

Oh my dearest friend,
Did you know that it would end,
that while walking cross the street,
you and truck would meet?

For I had seen it all,
I had watched you fall.
I ran to you then,
But it was your end.

The driver went to you as well,
but being drunk he fell,
and as I reached your corpse
red liquid ran it's course

In moments I would hear
the ambulance come near,
but you they couldn't save
so you lie in a grave.

I was in you'r trial,
Though I was in denial,
but even in my head
I knew that you were dead.

When you were laid to rest,
your mother in distress
would then let out her sorrowful cry,
she shouldn't have watched you die.

She lives now in a dream,
or so it would seem.
And she never will wake,
for your life death did take.

I never will forget
the first day that we met,
or even the days after
full of joy and laughter.

Though your family is in pain,
Mine makes me go insane.
Though others may cry
I had to watch you die.

Watch a falling comet,
Jump up and bop it.
Dance with a hobbit,
and leave me a comment.

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The following comments are for "My Dearest Friend"
by BelovedGreatWolf

Good effort!
The words have a natural rythem, don't they?
They glitter and sparkle and shine.
I love when they get down on paper
All marching along in a line......
You have the right idea and do very well. Keep working. If this is not a work of fiction, I'm sorry for your loss. I hope getting it down on paper and letting the words "trickle away" eases your pain. (it does that for me)

( Posted by: Gramma [Member] On: May 7, 2005 )

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