I can't hear you any more.
You've gone away.
You're invisible to me now.
I miss you here.
It just doesn't seem fair.
You should not have had to leave.
But I understand why.
You were dying here anyway.
Now you get to soar with the angels.
With a single tear in my eye.
And a smile on my face.
I remember you.
I can see you here, still here with me.
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(04/12/2012)
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