Tell me, do you remember when, we would go outside, and go down the slide.
Tell me, do you remember when, we were in class, and you wanted to go back in the past.
Tell me, do you remember when, we got in our first fight, but things were still alright.
But now your gone, and I feel lost, like I was tossed. Tossed into a dumpster and no one could hear me.
You were to young to go, so I sit and cry wanting nothing more than to die. You were an amazing friend and even a brother and we loved you even your mother.
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